Quick update

Alicia here. Things have gotten steadily more dodgy the closer we've gotten to Mumbai. Now in Mumbai, and really fully learning just exactly how clean our bathrooms back home really are.
Stayed in a guesthouse last night with 5'9" ceilings (yes, one really was required to stoop at all times, like the 7th and a half floor) and discovered good proximity to high quality pub. After spending a full day on the train and depositing our stuff into the shoebox, felt desperately in need of some relief, so predictably visited the most expensive bar in town at the Taj Mahal hotel where we paid 900 rupees per scotch on the rocks and had a nice chat with a grandfatherly old bartender and watched the hustle and bustle of the Gateway to India (port) through the window. After a good night's sleep, burning incense and leaving the TV lights on to ward off cockroaches, we're off for a full day of sightseeing feeling refreshed and optimistic.