On our first afternoon in Mumbai, we commuted to the Gateway of India monument via foot, train and tuk tuk.
Colorful clotheslines, which again reminded me of Naples, Italy.
The Gateway to India is quite a tourist attraction and it seems to attract Indians from lots of other places around India, including rural areas where I don’t think they see many white people walking around. So Scott and I were a bit of a tourist attraction here, too.
I kept getting groups of little girls coming up to me asking for photos. They would say “Hello Miss, you are so beautiful, may I take a selfie with you?”.
It was probably the closest I’ll ever get to feeling like Beyoncé. And I loved every second of it.