Today I drove in a cab with the worst engine in the world on the worst road in the world. You Chicagoans don't know anything about potholes until you've been in Mumbai. I felt like I was on a wooden 1925 roller coaster that hadn't been oiled ever. And with the incredibly insane drivers in Mumbai, I was really wishing I had a seatbelt on (they don't exist at all in the black n' yellows.) Since I had no seatbelt, I just closed my eyes every once in a while and hoped I'd be OK. Ah, Mumbai! Great infrastructure it ain't got.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment