Bombay is dirty, loud, gross, and I’m loving it. I think 4 hours is the perfect amount of time to spend here. Flying is so much faster than trains, oh my dear lord. You can’t smell the shit from 30,000″ either. Just one astounding way to travel! To be honest, the suburban railway that I took from the airport to ex-Victoria Terminal (now some long name in Marathi) in ex-Bombay (now Mumbai) was alot more excitement, and for only 8 rupees too!

Having a wander in Old Goa earlier today, I finally figured out what the trick was that converted so many Goans to Catholics. No, it wasn’t murder and terror on the part of the Portuguese, of course not. What it is I can assure is that it is so damned cool in all them old cathedrals. These guys had some tricks at architecture, because not only are the interiors of these things very impressive visually, the age-old natural A/C could attract anyone to Jesus. I’m sure converted. Well, I was for a bit, anyway… then off to the airport. This internet cafe is at least as A.C.ed as the churches, and it has a portal to cyberlife, which I think might be better than afterlife. It’s certainly at least as shiny.

I will try and dream nice things about all you friends in all your places while I “speed” down the tracks on the “express” train to Aurangabad, in time to arrive at 4:40 am. Off to see some caves. Special Buddhist caves carved into the rock back in the 60′s, I think. Damned hippies.