After 14 hours, two aiplanes and lots of fun and exitement, we arrive in Mumbai. I try to smell the difference, after been told that this is a feature of India... not much difference, just a clear absence of ventillation.
An airport at 04.00 PM always has this strange feeling of unrootedness; a large space with little people awake in the middle of the night, as if it is outside all normal buisines to be here, silent, as if speaking is forbidden, separation by windows and fences, doors garded, only one way to go, as if we are criminals. Than; visa controle, somehow I get this nervous feeling something might be wrong (again), after a few moments of critical examination, I'm finally approved to enter the country; my Curry adventure can begin!
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