It was about 10:30am on Wednesday 13 April when we arrived in Mumbai international airport. We stepped out of the plane and walked through the never-ending blue and orange passageway. There were eleven of us, we each dragged our baggage and our tired bodies unto the arrivals desk.
India
India’s forgotten townships
The dark concrete structures that litter the Mumbai to Pune highway catch the eye every five minutes, their imposing shadows breaking a desolate landscape. I wanted to explore why and what these mysterious shapes are that caught my eye in the opening hours of our India trip.
Spices, bright colors, and welcoming faces
The aroma of spices, bright colors, and welcoming faces was soon to become something that would last longer than my first impressions of India. After a 9 hour plane flight, I and nine other students finally reached Mumbai airport. Standing at the baggage claim, our diverse group of faces from around the globe attracted curious attention.