Surfing The Channel

We’re back in Mumbai. It was surprising just how many Indians don’t like the name Mumbai and always corrected us to say Bombay. It rained in Goa this morning, the first time since we’ve been there, 10 days. We’ve been watching the weather channel and it’s been raining in Mumbai all week and as well in our home town of Sydney. We pulled out our umbrellas, but haven’t had to use them our whole journey so far.

When we were leaving Panaji, Goa, we hired a taxi to take us to Loutulim to visit the Big Foot Cultural Center, before taking us to the airport. On the way, we asked the taxi driver why they always put on a white shirt before driving us anywhere. He said it was a government requirement, but that’s all he would tell us. Apparently, they would lose their licence if they were caught transporting tourists without wearing a white shirt.

The Big Foot complex, which cost up only 50 rupees to enter and 10 rupees for a disposable camera or 20 rupees for a video. We were disappointed with the village. Mostly it was because of the figures they had to represent local people. The village did have some interesting information about the type of agriculture and plants in Goa. The complex was named because a this holy man who stood on one leg upon a rock for years while meditating. When this man was noticed by God, finally, God asked him what he was up to, and the holy man said he just wanted a place to meditate. So God took him to heaven. There is an imprint of a foot in the rock exactly where the holy man stood for many, many years. The village has put a shrine around it and went visiting the shrine, one should put their foot into the imprint for good luck.

We ran out of time to explore the place any further, we had a plane to catch to Mumbai and register at one of the five star hotels Mumbai offers all its visitor and tourists.

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