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10/19/03 Took train into city – 2nd class quite an
experience. Crowded even on Sunday but
we had seats – some guys always standing in the doorways making it look more
cramped than it really is.
Little kids on train come
up and stand silently with a hand on your knee, waiting for a coin. Finally
give up and move on to next prospect. Getting off the train reminiscent of
Greek ferries –no announcements on train and stops
are short, so you have to be ready, but when train stops the crowd outside
doesn’t make way, and it’s a grand press to try to get off with all attachments,
while new folks are pressing inwards.
About 1 hr to get
into town, less coming back by express.
Men on train Andheri Station Mumbai [Bombay]
Men on train Andheri Station Mumbai [Bombay]
Men on train Andheri Station Mumbai [Bombay]
First class train crowd Mumbai [Bombay]
First class train crowd Mumbai [Bombay]
First class train crowd Mumbai [Bombay]
Toy train Ooty
Crowded train Mumbai [Bombay]
Took first class tix today – main difference
seems to be a slightly better dress code, and somewhat less crowding, but still
mostly standees. Left about 11,
returned about 6. Spent much of the day
in taxis – 30-45 minutes, but fare stayed at 40-60 R. Got off at Mahalaxmi station, riding in with suburban commuters,
tiffin wallahs on the platforms already
10/22/03 ....Audrey gets in the
Ladies car again, as train was already starting to pull away, I pushed
into nearest open door, only to realize it was second class. Luckily it was an
express -
counted over 250 people in
that one car, 50 in the central standing section alone, several hanging out the
door and just grabbing the overhang. Finally squirmed to a place near seats so
I only had 3 people pressing right against me. Hoped I remembered the sequence
of stations [at one station, just heard “Dadar! Dadar! Dadar!…” but usually
couldn’t see the station signs.] As we approached Andheri, I started to make my
move back into the press – no way anyone could have fallen. At the station it
was a rugby scrum, the first wave surged off the train; I almost made it, but
then got hit with the counterattack from incoming patrons. A few more pushes
and I squirted onto the platform, arms flailing behind me, camera case still
attached.
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