We met the group in the morning for our final goodbyes. Many of the others are continuing on to Thailand, Cambodia, Australia and Africa, one girl is travelling for a full year! We asked Bish what the locals did with all the cow patties we'd seen drying along the road all the way through India - he said fuel for fire and mud huts, but also for Ayurveda uses (mixtures of oils and spices used for body massages that are meant to be good for your skin). Craig and I headed into town for lunch at an Italian place where I had yummy penne arrabiatta and Craig had a good but strange vegetable lasagna. It seems he had wasted his time trying to decide between the lasagna and the macaroni & cheese since the "lasagna" was macaroni shells in a cheese sauce with one lasagna sheet in the middle.
We split a cab to the airport with Bish, who had the cab stop so he could run in to a shop to get a beer (the first shop didn't have any so he got a Bacardi Breezer and we stopped again a few minutes later. He got Craig to help him guzzle them as we drove to the airport - it seems he's a bit of a nervous flyer.
At the Goa airport they did care about liquids so we had to finish our water and they confiscated our mosquito repellent (it's on the no-fly list apparently). Since the flight to Goa didn't care about liquids we didn't think we needed to pack our liquids in our checked luggage. Darn. The Jet Lite plane was small and squishy and didn't have any food service. Double darn!
Our hotel was waiting for us at the Mumbai airport with a sign that said Wilkinson, which was good because we never would have found the hotel on our own, even if we made it to the building! The owner was making a thali dinner for 80 rupees so we didn't have to go out for dinner. One of the girls there told us about the tour of the slums they had gone on earlier in the day - turns out the hotel is right beside the largest slum in India, with over 1 million inhabitants. The tour sounded interesting, but we got in around 9pm and leave at 7am for the airport so we don't have time to do it.
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