The family has descended on Goa for much needed decompression time. One week in a “in balance with its surroundings” complex of villas called Coco Shambala (cliquez sur le foto of le living room above), developed by a British tropical garden specialist and his local partners.
Lush surroundings, spice farms, Portuguese churches and forts, Hindu temples and a particularly beautiful, small mosque: Goa has it all and is giving us an energy recharge after a full year in Mumbai.
What gives hope
The past couple of days there had been articles in the Mumbai newspapers about the redevelopment of bhendi bazaar, a particularly messy part of the city, inhabited mostly by Dawoodi Bohra Muslims. This particularly affluent sect has decided to give back to the city by redeveloping this part of Mumbai, apparently the fourth such project to be kicked off. Click on the photos to be taken to the full article in the Mumbai Mirror. I’m incredibly excited about stuff like this, and as the article says, if they even do a fraction of what they’re promising then it will be an improvement.
Music I currently run to:
-My Morning Jacket
Happy 4th of July
As we sit here at that bastion of Victorianism, the Bombay Gym, watching Djokovic and Nadal battle it out, close to a full year after we left Chicago, we wish all six of our American readers a happy Fourth of July. And so this week's blog is not about Bombay and all that it has to offer, but about the things that we miss about life in the Etados Unidos, and Chicago in particular.
The whoopie pie, available in handy boxes of six at Trader Joe's.
And now for the stuff we don't miss:
Happy Fourth of July to all our friends.
Btw, the banner photo was taken from our holiday home outside of San Gimignano at 6.20 am. What light! It lasted all of five minutes.