One Day Later...A Whole New Continent!

After 16 hours of efficient-yet-not-all-warm-and-friendly German flight service courtesy of Lufthansa, I walked off a plane two hours ago into a muggy, smelly Mumbai night. It is 3:00 am here and I am already predicting a wicked case of jet lag as I am REALLY awake and alert. It seems too late to be this hot and humid, and I'm sort of thinking that it may have been a naive move to go from where I live (a.k.a. Boston or as I like to think of it: the-city-of-no-summer-and-nine-months-of-varying-coldness) to this land o'perpetual summer. I'm drinking a liter of Aquafina and comtemplating the odds of it being directly lost through my face as I type this as I can't seem to get enough of it.

Being that it is 3:00 am, however, it's very quiet and peaceful right now in this apartment, and I can already tell that I'm definitely going to dig it for my month here. Vik (the guy who picked me up at the airport) told me two very important things that are reinforcing my belief that I may like muggy Mumbai: one, the monsoon won't start for another week or so which gives me time to adjust to the heat before it becomes heat-with-torrential-downpour; and two, Mumbai has a kickin' nightlife. On the way here from the airport, we already discussed places to go out.

(Also the fridge in this apartment is stocked with skim milk and Horlicks (which will have to do as my Hershey's substitute) so I am a happy camper.)

I'm going to call it a night here and attempt to get some sleep (face-washing is definitely in order).

More later when I'm more awake.