After being plagued relentless with 'just look,no buy', we finally became friends with the sarong sellers on the beach.  The look of fear is apparent as I prepare for my nightmare para-gliding experience.  Lost, drunk and soaked! Me and our drinking mate, John, attempting to find the infamous 'Simba's bar' at 4.30am.

Bugger bulldozers! Indian roads are all built by hand! 
After a long days trek, we finally found an idyllic, fresh water lagoon. 
Back in Mumbai - an example of the medival bamboo scaffolding outside the carpet shop(which doubled up as an A&E Hospital!!). 
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