One of the nice things about living in such a ridiculously hot place is that laundry never takes more than about 2 hours to dry.
One of the funny things about this city is that it is never ever quiet here. 24 hours a day, there is some crazy noise going on. This is a short recording of what life here in Matunga sounds like. 
Something's coming up here in Matunga ... I've noticed a lot of decorations are going up and suddenly the place has an increasingly festive feel.
Okay, so I started my day in Bandra at the Bandra train station. It's pretty loony here.
I then started walking towards the main shopping areas, despite not really knowing where those are. I just decided to get lost and see what happened.
First mistake: Doing this at 2pm on a Saturday. Locals never go out before 4 or 5. It's too miserably hot.
Being north of the downtown peninsula, these baby taxis (auto-rickshaws) are permitted here again. And given how loud and polluted/smelly it is here, I am very glad they're not allowed downtown.
One of the interesting things about core Mumbai is that the Muslims don't seem to be well accepted by the rest of society so they tend to clump together in these ghettos.
Here in Bandra, there is a huge Muslim quarter.
And it was weird after not even -seeing- meat for so long to suddenly see places selling it again.
Unfortunately, they don't have refrigeration, so it just sits on tables outside and the streets have an absolutely foul stench about them.
Here is the biggest mosque here in Bandra. It's really quite beautiful.
Traffic is no better up here ...
I'd heard about this Globus place before. It's a department store for clothing. And it has air conditioning. Yay!
This is some famous Catholic place or something. Big school and everything.
I hung out drinking a coffee for a while, and and then wandered some more ...
... and ended up finding the "big" shopping area. It's a few more stores and a few more mall-like places. And a McDonald's ...
... and a KFC. Neither of these places serves beef (illegal), but both will serve various veg dishes and even some chicken. Local adherence to veg-only doctrine varies from 40-60% nationwide.
After a few hours of walking, I started doing the walk back to the train station. There's even a cool lake here. I probably wouldn't swim in it though ....
Another little barrio before the train.
And back at the train station. It took a while to figure out where to get tickets, what line to take to get to the train, and then finally which track I needed to wait at.
The trains here are crazy busy, even on a relaxing Saturday afternoon.
If there are red-white lines, it's first class. That doesn't mean it's not crowded. Just less outrageously stuffed!
Getting in is a bit of an adventure.
Crossing over to my track.
Waiting on track 6 for my train. One of the interesting things about Mumbai is that any open space immediately becomes a slum.
And slums have no sanitation or garbage collection of any kind ...
... so the open areas are effectively just giant toilets. Tracks anywhere in the city are fair game for use as a public loo.
Thus, train rides here in the city tend to smell quite a lot.
Here comes my train! Had to switch to the iPhone because my camera battery died. D'oh!
Men and women are separated on all Indian trains. It's really creepy to be a woman out and about here.
There are no doors, so you just get to look out of the train the whole way. It's pretty fun.
Yah, still smells like ass.
Passing another train. Train tracks are also convenient roads to wander along.
