Sometimes life is strange!

Gypsy and I had agreed to meet in Mumbai, India to being our visits to the schools and teachers we have come to know. We had both looked forward to the visit but knew we would have a bit of difficulty finding each other because we arrived on different airlines.

Mumbai International Airport seems to us like a fairly good place to meet. However, we hadn't realized that we would be coming in at two different terminals. After an hour of waiting in my terminal a guard suggested that I go to terminal C. I pushed my luggage through the masses of people along the very rugged streets. A man said, "Just go ahead into the terminal even though it is illegal. You might find her that way." I did as he suggested and there was Gypsy, just arriving.

We found a driver and headed for our hotel. It was midnight and we were eager to get settled. However, a mile from the airport the car broke down. One man hopped out and started to push. It was impossible for them to get the car started. So we moved into a rickshaw and took the rest of the trip that way. We were very happy to arrive at the hotel at 1:20 a.m.

More about this soon!