Day Fifty Two: Mumbai

Is this seriously our last day in India? According to our plane tickets, yes. But it hasn't quite sunk in yet.
Our travels from Gokarna to Mumbai went about as well as could be expected. We got to try out some new methods of travel that we haven't employed yet. The first, and most exciting by far, was in the back of a jeep to get from Om Beach to the Gokarna train station. From there we caught a general class train to Margao. (Those are the ones you see in the pictures, with all the people hanging off the back. Fortunately it wasn't that crowded.) From there we caught a sixteen hour sleeper bus up to Mumbai. I was pleasantly surprised by how comfortable the bus was. The bunks were several inches too short for me to stretch out fully but they were almost as wide as a twin size bed. I was quite delighted... until I realized that it was meant to be shared by two people and spent the rest of the night squished up against Anthony. (Who's 6'5'', the poor fellow.)
Mumbai is quite a bore. It's big and dirty and somewhat hectic, though it's nothing compared to what we went through up north. We were all glad to only spend one night here. Praise God that Kaison's temporary passport renewal application seems to be going smoothly. (He and Gabriel are still at the consulate right now but last we heard it was going well.) The rest of the crew just took off for a day at the orphanage and I stayed behind to spend my last day in India prayer walking through Mumbai.
We're all going to meet up at the airport at 9:00 pm and fly out at 1:00 am. We have another loooong layover in Bangkok where we will meet up with two of the other YWAM teams and then we will all fly back through Sydney and on to New Zealand together. We should be back in Oxford within the next 48 hours. Please pray for safe travels. (And that no one would get left behind. That always sucks.)