I'll take Mumbai

Discovering the joys of co-blogging with XuanThu - after a late afternoon beer with Armin, Anand and Archit at the Cliff House. Archit claims I drive I like a New York City taxi-driver. This leaves me unamused - the promised tips never materialize. I complete the tourist charade by toting along my SLR much to the annoyance of everyone else. Never keep men from their beer, especially on a Friday afternoon. We drive back through the Sea-Cliff neighborhood and muse on what it means to be filthy, stinking rich. The conversation drifts to the filthy, stinking rich of our homeland, India. In the US the great unwashed complain about McMansions. They have nothing on the Ambanis and the Mittals.