Christmas, New Year, the holidays are over and the new year is already in the middle. After I've done it last year only to India, I could not help but like the beginning of the year to begin with Indian smog. Previously celebrated what was here mainly of flexible working hours and heavy eating orgies. In between, turned hard on satellite, because the only way to travel at about half the world to ensure that whatever something terrible and Internet TV (German wave Asia is crap, Macao Lotus for quite ok) because for us.

India, oh yes. The second and last time I had, of course, on land, if only to finally get a breath of fresh air. When come back on board, of course.

On land that is 30 degrees above zero was not only, but also the traditional stuffy fug of an Indian city - welcome to Mumbai. Sunday, not really much going on in the streets, but still clearly recognizable by the horns, which is India. Once again, the running sore feet, once around the center. Ageing English railway station, harbor, India Gate, enough to know once again that India is nice but not really my choice would be Mumbai. At least not in Mumbai, which I could now see for the second time Another day. The chaos is not nearly large enough in this city, as the stimulus can cover the discomfort over time.

Muscat, Oman
Mumbai

Drum still - in fact much shorter - attempt to get closer to India, made in Goa. But even here, no motorcycle, no time and no distance from the 2,000 other tourists with whom one counts, India is not India. Here, where no time passes so fast, an hour is really way too short to engage it.

So stay in the following weeks, the circles that I will turn to Dubai. And to enjoy the more I've been the cultural sites checked and expectant tomorrow even a heavy metal concert to try. Ask me before something like the SPF, here is Roswell and is in the Capitol Hotel. Organized and self-existent for a year. 'm Just waiting ...

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