Bombi
This is the name given by locals to this chaotic city. I think after having seen my way to drive will change. I am one of those than anything I see someone doing something bad driving is taunted with a good blast of horn. Here play the horn for everything. Is a constant sound of the city day or night. Circulation as in England is to the left, so you have to look to the counter when you pass a street. Crossing a street here is complicated because the pedestrian traffic lights, where they exist, usually last 5 segundos.La first impression you get when you arrive is to have united all players neighborhoods of the "Street" and have made them a city. The slums are in every corner of the city. Living in a slum is living in a particular site, because other people set up their stalls on any sidewalk.

see thousands of people and animals lying anywhere and you do not know if they are alive or dead. When we go by taxi to a tourist area (The India Gate), in the middle of an intersection crowded with cars collapses starving a horse pulling a buggy. Form a group of onlookers around to see the maneuvers of the master of the creature is hurrying to undo it without any help from anyone. Heat is criminal and I imagine that the animal can not stand.
arrived at the destination we began to wander to

a small sketch map until you find the Colaba area which is where tourism is concentrated for a triumphal arch in Indian style and the university area surrounded by a park where you can practice the way a cricket.Por taxi driver asks if you want to go somewhere, we say no and we replied that if we make a picture. I say it's worth, shooting, showed the thumb and leaves with a smile on your face.

In another alley I'm taking pictures of an open courtyard full of very colorful lines and when I turn around I look like a military or security guard of a building beckons me saying I can take a picture of him exercising his laborious work to be lounging in the chair. I as they shot the man is so happy.
everyone here loves to go out in the photos. Some children who come to beg they also want a picture, give them some cookies that we have in the backpack and looking upset as if it were a foreign object.
continued ...
0 comments:
Post a Comment