Day 103: Murud to Mumbai
/The Gateway of India
Our final day on the Konkan Coast before boarding a ferry to Mumbai, and it was a very pleasant ride. We could feel the villages changing in character as we approached the “Gateway of India”. Gone were the small fishing villages and tiny, dark shops and in came supermarkets, flash cars and a lot of advertising for new housing estates. We’re into commuter country, especially with the bridge that they are building (although it could be a decade away yet.)
The ferry was even relatively sane - with plenty of room for our bikes, even if the boarding was accompanied with a ludicrous amount of unnecessary shouting.
And so, the Gateway of India came into view - both the city, and the actual Gateway, a massive arch built to commemorate the visit of King George V and Queen Mary in 1911. We disembarked into a maelstrom of tourist, hawkers and all sorts going on in the square around the Gateway. The selfie requests started flooding in and we had to ride our way out of there!
The worst tourist pic of The Gateway of India ever (I was busy dealing with the selfie horde)
Now, we’re off to watch a Bollywood film.
Bollywood time watching Luka Chuppi
Ok, some was on a ferry, but who’s counting?