Sitting in restaurants, thought we were so grown up.

A couple more November Exeat rehashes, as the next Exeat and Travel Week begin to approach.

(mosque in the Muslin area, the ghats - washing area of Bombay where millions of items get washed every day, I think, and Marine Drive at eight in the morning)

After visiting an art gallery, we fished out our guide book and looked at what we could do for the afternoon. The Muslim Area, described as full of junk and flea markets, sounded quite obscure and interesting, so down we headed.

Unfortunately, it was Ede. That in itself wasn't a bad thing, however the fact that dead goats were being dragged out of taxi boots was slightly less pleasant. Also, the markets were non-existant due to this festival, and the streets were bustling with Muslim men.

We left the area and began to explore the streets. Stumbling upon a temple, we chatted with the priest about what the temple for for and so on (it was a Hindu temple) as it was intricately decorated with white carved pillars and ceilings, all of which was apparently more than a hundred years old. From time to time old people would come in and kneel before the statue of the gods, praying, we were told, for strength. He would then give them some sort of sweet paste in a leaf and perform some sort of prayer. Definitely an interesting and unexpected cultural interaction. After hearing our age and purpose in India, he sent us off with bananas and good wishes.