We had breakfast on the roof of the Hotel Fortune with a pleasant view of a nearby minor palace, as well as many more dilapidated places. The tea seemed to consist of milk rather than water, and had possibly been brewed for several weeks. It was so sweet even Alvin couldn’t stomach it.
We took the long and dangerous taxi journey back up to North Mumbai to check into the Intercontinental, where we’ll be staying until the end of Techfest. Rahul had already arrived. This hotel is more luxurious even than our luxury beach hut in Palolem. We went straight to the pool, which transpired to be considerably colder than the Arabian Sea. We then availed ourselves of the poolside cocktail service.
In the evening, our contact for Techfest from IIT turned up. It transpires that our shipping is still stuck in customs. We’d planned to do all our setting up for the exhibit tomorrow, so this was a bit of an issue! Apparently it will be here by tomorrow lunch time, although such definites are hard to come by in India.
After Ben’s multi-hour gym session we went to dinner at a restaurant called Sheesha, described in the LP as having “the most beautiful ambience in town”. We dined al fresco on the rooftop, with glass lanterns hanging from poles and live music wherein most of the songs seemed to be dedicated to someone called Rahul. Presumably not our Rahul. The food was great and the ambience was indeed beautiful, but to Ben’s horror the establishment did not serve alcohol.
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