mumbai morning

and so to mumbai and the escalating madness of the day....

arriving, having had a sleepless 34 hours, courtesy of a constantly screaming two year old and liquified guts...horrendous guts really which could only be on the longest train journey of this trip, on the way to one of my least favourite places, (vies with bratisfughinlava as the two cities which hate me the most;-))...got blip, headed to airport and then the shit hit the fan...

security was maxed up, like a paranoid americana, and no entry to airport without proof of flight. .. no wifi, no proof...taxi...internet place to print out boarding pass for the flight...email...flight...thursday...six hours ago...oops...unable to find the email which had told me friday we set of to a travel shop...he phoned klm...no me on the next flight...no seats left either...oops...and so flightless in mumbai after 37 hours sleepless travel i accepted an offer of a BA flight at a higher cost than my original return ticket and thoughts to try sort it out from scotland...

and so in typical chaotic fashion part one ended...