It’s been a long day.
It’s coming on midnight here in muggy post monsoon Mumbai, still known as Bombay by the locals.
My day started at Paddington in Sydney – such a long time now it seems – killing time until a 9:40pm flight, then a five hour layover in Kuala Lumpur, then a steamy arrival into Bombay about midday some twelve hours ago.
During that 12 hours I took a 1hr cab ride down to my hotel, situated in the fancy Malabar Hill region of sprawling Bombay. It’s an area I’m familiar with, and on this trip it’s handy, because the filming I need to do is close by. The film industry – both Bollywood and Hollywood – usually stays about 2hrs up the road at a hotel called the JW Marriott – the “JW” for short.
The JW achieved recent infamy for being one the hotels the terrorists strafed. Ever since security has been up the wazoo. But security in Bombay lately has been very stringent. There’s now the constant threat of another terrorist attack hanging like a bad smell over this place.
So Jennifer and I checked into our hotel, I made some phone calls to line up interviews and sequences for the filming in the next few days – then we went for a walk to clear the jet-lagged cobwebs.
The walk was glorious – it turned into 10kms around the back alleys and busy thoroughfares of southern Bombay. It rained on and off but not heavy – just enough to have the trees dripping with moisture.
By the end of the walk we were starting to faulter – the long flight was starting to kick in – but then we’d barely returned to the room and I got a message from an Indian billionaire friend that he wanted to go see a movie with me.
The Indian billionaire is just that – a billionaire who lives in India. He is a one third owner of a group of companies that hold or control most of the prime real-estate in downtown Bombay – which surprisingly is one of the most expensive cities on the planet. More expensive that Paris or Tokyo.
I pressed him on his current company assets – and he wasn’t sure but thought it was somewhere around 25-30 billion. And that’s not rupees, that’s US$ thank you very much.
So Jennifer and I went and saw a movie with this fellow – accompanied by his wife. It was a bizarre evening on several fronts. For a start, we had to go through four full body searches before entering the cinema. And during the film we were served a meal called “Mexican Potato” – basically a roasted potato with some salsa and cream and other spicy stuff covering it.
I didn’t want the potato – quite frankly it looked disgusting – but my billionaire mate had bought it for me and he was sitting beside me watching me take every mouthful.
The thing I’ve noticed about billionaires – and I’ve had dealings with a few – is they watch every penny. They are incredibly careful about money. He had paid for the potato and he wanted to make sure I damn well ate it.
The film was an a-typical Bollywood film – no breakout singing and dancing numbers – no wind machines blowing back the hair of the buffed star-crossed lovers. This was a boxing film more in the vein of MILLION DOLLAR BABY – tough and gritty. A good movie, even though it was in Hindi without subtitles.
We then went back to the billionaire’s apartment – which had water views from three sides. Difficult to get in Bombay. All marble floors and a staff of eight, including a live-in full time chef and three drivers. An apartment in this part of Bombay is more expensive than on the Champs Elysee.
The chef cooked beautiful Chinese vegetarian while I admired some huge paintings on the walls – depictions of scenes from the ancient scriptures and the Bhagavad Gita.
My billionaire friend is helping me line up some heavy hitters in the field of intuitive study and research. He’s a renown astrologer himself, and has made his key business decisions based on astrology and intuition.
Tomorrow I’m visiting the Yoga Institute – the oldest yoga organisation in the world – and meeting up with my billionaire mate again for some more talking about cosmic rays and astral bodies. This bloke is a lawyer by the way. But he lives and breathes other worldly ideals.
OMG – the people you know!!!
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Oh yeah, don’t forget, he knows me. HaHa
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Not really. There’s way more to you than meets the eye Steve.
You’re a very complex bloke…
Bill
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We know you and Dale Lynda!!
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Sounds like another jammed packed day in the life of our Hero and Heroine!! Good God mate could you done a few more things so we can all feel totally useless!! Seriously, it sounds amazing. Go Billionaire, Go!
Love you guys.
Xoxo
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Jill,
I agree. I don’t get how he packs soooo much in to 24 hours! Do you think maybe Aussies work on a different clock- maybe it’s a 48 hour day? They both amaze me!
Lynda
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Could be Lynda! It’s crazy. But then that’s Bill & Jen for ya! Lol. Xo
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Gosh, and I thought him to be so slovenly and lazy on the Camino Portuguese, but of course not Jen, who never stops. Just kidding Mate. He gave me the example of the guy sitting next to him on the airplane who was “writing” a book, while the other passengers were “reading” a book. He is an amazing guy, with an amazing wife who puts up with him.
Keep us posted, Mate.
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Have to use each moment productively Steve. But sometimes down time is even more productive. We each need time to sleep and dream. Because that’s where things are made.
In dreams.
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Well you and Lynda amaze us too! I don’t know how you both do what you do. It would bowl me over!
bill
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Awwww can’t speak for Lynda but you two still win hands down in my book for fascinating, well spent time! Xoxo
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I most certainly agree with Jill!
Lynda
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Yesterday was a bit tiring Jill, I have to say. I didn’t finish writing that blog until after midnight. It had been a long long day since leaving Sydney. But I had to meet this fellow because he’s important with the PGS film. Love to you by the way!!!
Bill
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What?? You sleep?? No way!! Please don’t blow the fantasy! Lol
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Bill,
You seem to be an all around guy. Eating dinner with a billionaire today and just a few short months ago you were eating barbeque with us peasants here in North Bend, WA.
Dale says hi. His favorite food to eat is Indian.
Hugs
Dale and Lynda
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I still remember that plate of BBQ meats Lynda. How did I get through that???
It was a great evening. Say hi back to Dale. Tell him I’m sure he’d find India very fascinating.
Bill
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Hi Bill and Jen –
Awesome start to the trip – fabulous vegetarian food too.
I think the roast potato with the toppings sounds pretty damn good! Much better than the offerings at our local Event cinemas … though NOTHING, I repeat NOTHING, will EVER beat the choc top!
BTW – did you pack the vegemite and the twisties?
Cheers – Jenny
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Hi Jenny,
Welcome back! Have missed you!
Lynda
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Thanks Lynda! I’ve missed my PGS family too! It’s great to be back!
Jenny x
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Hey Jenny, who can go past a choc top hey? Beats a masala spud any day of the week!!
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Translation into English please! What’s a choc top ?
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Hi Lynda –
A choc top is a ‘must have’ for any visit to the movies. The original version is vanilla ice-cream in a cone which has been dipped in chocolate but now you can get several varieties, such as a caramel whirl, choc chip etc.
They’re seriously good!
‘Hope all’s well with you – all good here.
Jenny x
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Jenny
Yum! Choc top sounds yummy. I’d like to try several of each flavor. I’ll pass on vegemite I think. Started to order some on Amazon then decided it looked disgusting.
Have missed you. Maybe a guest post is in order. You could talk about life as a hospitalero. It’s midnight here and I just finished two very long work days. Britta seems to be having an extraordinary vacation. I have several days of catching up to do on her email. Welcome back.
Lynda
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Hello Bill and Jen.
Looking forward to reading all about your experiences in India. What an interesting start you have had. Hope it all goes well.
Swannies had a win over Freo today. Cheer! Cheer!
Anne
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Go the Swannies!! Sounds like you’re up to your usual tricks of extending time as we know it!! I salute you from my perch at a bar in the French Pyrenees Orientales!! 🙂 Britta
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Hey Britta – yes the Swannies played well in the first final. Good old Buddy – and oh how the knockers at the start of the season are now eating their words, like Peter Fitzsimmons. He’s made the difference this year. Hope your travels are going well too!
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