Today is Holi, the day when Hindus celebrate the onset of summer by throwing coloured powder at each other. It's a public holiday, and as a result Mumbai is feeling a bit strange: the streets are quiet, the subways are deserted, and i just wandered up to the Mumbai Cricket Association office to collect my tickets and found Rahul Dravid - the man with arguably the highest-pressure job in world sport - supping a cup of chai and chatting on the phone nineteen to the dozen. This crazy, manic city is having a day off.
In fact, the only activity is from small groups of children trying to attack you with their coloured powder. No one seems to be quite sure whether it comes out in the wash.
Tomorrow, all being well, i'm off the hill-station at Matheran, although apparently the toy train up the hill is not running because of the rain last week (wrong kind of mud on the line), so we have to go up by taxi instead. Humph. Not fair.
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Come down from the hills by train - the mud will have dried by then - and take a pic for U.Noel - or just take a pic of the train for all of us!
Did you get to see the cricket or just shadows on a pitch?
Toy train update: it wasn't really mud but a minor landslip onto the tracks. I saw them slowly shovelling the earth away - it's at most a two-foot gauge so hopefully it won't take too long, but too long for me. And the Test starts tomorrow, so fingers crossed!
Adamxx
PS. Full gauge report on my return for any railway buffs...
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