Freitag, 1. Februar 2013
India / Mumbai (Family Life)
German:
Wenn wir nicht Mumbai erkundeten, genossen wir das Leben in dem leerstehenden Apartment, dass uns ein Freund aus Dubai zur Verfügung stellte.
Als Julien, Lea und ich eines Abends „nach Hause“ kamen, waren plötzlich die Eltern unseres Freundes in der Wohnung, samt Tochter und Hund.
Julien erfreute sich an einer, sofort ausbrechenden, Tierhaarallergie und verbrauchte noch an diesem Abend eine ganze Rolle Klopapier zum Nase putzen.
Nachdem wir nun zu siebt in der Wohnung waren, waren die Tage der Ruhe gezählt, denn unsere Gastgeber hielten ständig eine neue überraschende Aktivität für uns bereit, gekrönt von dem Besuch einer Hochzeit.
Ständig bemühte sich die liebevolle Familie uns zu bewirten, unterhalten und zufrieden zu stellen, was wir teilweise als zu viel des Guten empfanden.
Vor allem dann, wenn wir nicht helfen oder uns an den Kosten beteiligen durften, sondern dazu verdammt waren uns verwöhnen zu lassen.
English:
If we’re not explored Mumbai, we enjoyed life in a vacant apartment that was made available by a friend from Dubai.
When Julien, Lea and I came “home” one evening, suddenly the parents of our friend were waiting in the apartment, along with daughter and dog.
Julien was regaled with an immediately erupting, animal-hair-allergy, and even spent that night an entire roll of toilet paper to blow nose.
After we were seventh in the apartment now, the days of rest were numbered, because our hosts had always a new surprising activity in store for us, crowned by a visit of a wedding.
Constantly the loving family tried to entertain and satisfy us, what we felt partly as too much of a good thing.
Especially when we were not allowed to help or contribute to the costs, but were doomed to be pampered.
When Julien, Lea and I came “home” one evening, suddenly the parents of our friend were waiting in the apartment, along with daughter and dog.
Julien was regaled with an immediately erupting, animal-hair-allergy, and even spent that night an entire roll of toilet paper to blow nose.
After we were seventh in the apartment now, the days of rest were numbered, because our hosts had always a new surprising activity in store for us, crowned by a visit of a wedding.
Constantly the loving family tried to entertain and satisfy us, what we felt partly as too much of a good thing.
Especially when we were not allowed to help or contribute to the costs, but were doomed to be pampered.
India / Mumbai (Elephanta Island)
German:
„ Elephanta Island“ lag vor der Küste und konnte kostengünstig über ein Fährboot erreicht werden.
Viel schienen die Gelehrten nicht über die Insel zu wissen. Die Informationstafel hielt folgendes fest:
„Namensgeber der Insel, war ein riesiger Stein-Elefant.
Dieser wurde aber weggeschafft und befand sich daher im „Victoria Garden Mumbai“.“
Auf der Insel befanden sich fünf Höhlen-Tempel, die aus dem Berg gehauen wurden.
Zwei dieser Tempel waren wirklich in atemberaubendem Zustand. Riesige Götterstatuen zierten die Wände. Durch das Dämmerlicht im Inneren, bekamen die Götzenbilder eine faszinierend, magische Aura.
English:
"Elephanta Island" was off the coast and could be reached through a chap ferry boat.
It seemed that the scholars didn’t know much about the island. The information board said:
“The Name “Elephanta” came from a huge stone elephant.
But this was taken away and was brought to "Victoria Garden Mumbai".”
On the island were five cave temples carved out of the mountain.
Two of these temples were truly in stunning condition. Huge statues adorned the walls. Through the dim light inside, the idols got a fascinating, magical aura.
It seemed that the scholars didn’t know much about the island. The information board said:
“The Name “Elephanta” came from a huge stone elephant.
But this was taken away and was brought to "Victoria Garden Mumbai".”
On the island were five cave temples carved out of the mountain.
Two of these temples were truly in stunning condition. Huge statues adorned the walls. Through the dim light inside, the idols got a fascinating, magical aura.
India / Mumbai (Transport)
German:
Wer Spaß an lustigen Beförderungsmitteln hat, ist in Mumbai genau richtig:
Gerne und oft benutzten Lea, Julien und ich die kleinen, wendigen Rickshaws.
Diese Gefährte wurden oft, so schien es jedenfalls, nur vom Dreck und den Gebeten ihres Besitzers zusammen gehalten. Die mangelnde Verkehrstauglichkeit, glichen die Fahrer durch Vollgasfahrten und lautes hupen aus. Scheinbar schienen sie immer dann schlecht Englisch sprechen zu können, wenn es darum ging einen Preis auszuhandeln.
Bahnfahren, war kostengünstig und ein Erlebnis für sich. Zunächst reihten wir uns brav in die meterlangen Schlangen vor den Schaltern ein, wo „Zeit“ eine ganz neue Qualität zu bekommen schien…
Das Ticket in die Stadt kostete 12 Rupien, was ca. 0,17 Euro entsprach.
Der Zug rollte polternd und quietschend mit geöffneten Türen (diese wurden auch nie geschlossen) in den Bahnhof ein. Noch während der Fahrt sprangen Fahrgäste ab und auf.
Immer wenn sich eine neue Menschentraube an den Zugängen zum Waggon verdichtete und mit ihrer gesamten Kraft hinein drang, wurde es laut und ungemütlich.
In der kurzen Haltezeit, bemühten sich die „Aussteiger“ die Wagons rechtzeitig zu verlassen, während schon wieder eine neue Welle der „Einsteiger“ hereinbrach.
Besonders kompliziert wurde dieser Vorgang noch durch den Umstand, dass die Personen an den Zugängen ihre privilegierten Standorte nicht kampflos aufgeben wollten…
Die Fahrt dauerte dann ca. 1,5 Stunden.
In der Türöffnung hängend konnten wir dann die Landschaften links und rechts der Gleise genießen. Diese bestanden hauptsächlich aus „Wohnungen der weniger Begüterten“, Müll und Gestank von Unrat und Exkrementen.
English:
Who has fun in fun means of transport should go to Mumbai.
Lea, Julien and I used often the small and agile rickshaws.
It seemed, that these vehicles were often held together only of dirt and the prayers of their owners. The lack of road worthiness, the driver matched by fully opening the throttle and out loud honk. Apparently they always seemed to be able to speak english poorly, when it came to negotiate a price.
Rail travel was inexpensive and an experience in itself. First, we joined obediently into the yard-long queues at the counters, where "time" seemed to be getting a new level ...
The ticket to the city was 12 rupees, equivalent to about 0.17 euros.
The train rolled noisily and squealing with the doors open (they were never closed) into the train station. Even while driving, passengers jumped off and on.
Whenever a new crowd of people got compressed at the entrances to the car and pushed with all her strength into it, it was loud and uncomfortable.
In the short holding time, the "drops" tried to leave the cars on time, while another new wave of "newcomers" tried to get in.
This process got more complicated by the fact, that people at the entrances didn’t want to give up their privileged locations without a fight ...
The ride lasted about 1.5 hours.
Hanging in the doorway, we could enjoy the scenery left and right of the track.
Lea, Julien and I used often the small and agile rickshaws.
It seemed, that these vehicles were often held together only of dirt and the prayers of their owners. The lack of road worthiness, the driver matched by fully opening the throttle and out loud honk. Apparently they always seemed to be able to speak english poorly, when it came to negotiate a price.
Rail travel was inexpensive and an experience in itself. First, we joined obediently into the yard-long queues at the counters, where "time" seemed to be getting a new level ...
The ticket to the city was 12 rupees, equivalent to about 0.17 euros.
The train rolled noisily and squealing with the doors open (they were never closed) into the train station. Even while driving, passengers jumped off and on.
Whenever a new crowd of people got compressed at the entrances to the car and pushed with all her strength into it, it was loud and uncomfortable.
In the short holding time, the "drops" tried to leave the cars on time, while another new wave of "newcomers" tried to get in.
This process got more complicated by the fact, that people at the entrances didn’t want to give up their privileged locations without a fight ...
The ride lasted about 1.5 hours.
Hanging in the doorway, we could enjoy the scenery left and right of the track.
These consisted mainly of "homes of less fortunate", garbage and stench of filth and excrement.
India / Mumbai
German:
Die Entfernung vom Flughafen zu unserem Apartment in „Navi Mumbai“ betrug ca. 25km.
Das Taxi benötigte für diese Strecke gute 2 Stunden.
Einerseits war dies dem hohen Verkehrsaufkommen geschuldet, zum anderen glänzte unser Taxi-Fahrer durch Ortsunkenntnis und Schlafattacken.
Doch zum Glück erwartete uns ein sauberes, leerstehendes Apartment, dass uns ein Freund aus Dubai zur Verfügung stellte.
Vom Balkon des vierten Stockwerks, blickten wir auf den Stadtteil „Vashi“. Dies bedeutete konkret:
Im Bau befindliche Mehrfamilienhäuser, Bauarbeiter-Slums, kleine enge Sträßchen (in denen von Telefonkarten bis zu Fleischresten alles angeboten wurde) eine Menge Unrat und viel buntes Volk. Vor allem Kinder…
Hier konnten Lea, Julien und ich das „echte Leben“ der Bevölkerung hautnah miterleben, was natürlich auch bedeutete landestypisch zu Essen. Während eines Mahls, in einer der kleinen Garküchen wurden dann Worte gesprochen wie:
„ Boah, is das scharf, ich glaub ich schmelze“
Oder
„ Ich habe gerade Ratte Nummer 5 gezählt“
English:
The distance from the airport to our apartment in "Navi Mumbai" was about 25km.
The taxi took a good 2 hours on this route.
On the one hand, this was due to the high volume of traffic, on the other hand our taxi driver was conspicuous by local ignorance and sleep attacks.
But fortunately, we arrived at a clean and empty apartment that a friend from Dubai offered to us.
The taxi took a good 2 hours on this route.
On the one hand, this was due to the high volume of traffic, on the other hand our taxi driver was conspicuous by local ignorance and sleep attacks.
But fortunately, we arrived at a clean and empty apartment that a friend from Dubai offered to us.
From the balcony of the fourth floor, we looked at the district "Vashi". This meant in concrete terms:
Multi-family homes under construction, labor-slums, small narrow streets (in which was offered anything like phone cards to leftover meat) a lot of filth and much colorful people.
Especially children...
In this area, Lea, Julien and I could get an experience of the "real life" of the population. Which meant of course: To eat local style. During a meal, in one of the small food stalls then words were spoken as:
In this area, Lea, Julien and I could get an experience of the "real life" of the population. Which meant of course: To eat local style. During a meal, in one of the small food stalls then words were spoken as:
"Wow, that is sharp, I think I melt"
or
"I counted just rat number 5"
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