Philip of Staines

A little nose around - shame I'm only here for a holiday.

Sunday Mass in the Church of St. John the Evangelist, behind the hotel, was a delight. Everyone looked very happy to be there.

But I had places to go.

Back at the hotel there was a selection of events I could take part in.

A spirited run northbound took me back to Andheri.

Heading back towards Andheri, I treated myself to the luxury of First Class. How the other half live...

I love the signs!

I took the first bus I could find and found myself at Churchgate station, a Fenchurch Street-like affair.

It didn't go to no 'Elephant Island, but simply went out into the bay and back again. Fine with me.

The bus terminated at the Gateway of India and I joined another queue and somehow ended up on a boat.

A large queue could only mean one thing - the bus I wanted.

The station used to be called Victoria, but it looks more like a St. Pancras.

Arrival in Chhatrapati Shivaji Maharaj Terminus gave me a chance to look around.

Turns out the fast trains don't hang around.

Off we headed towards Chhatrapati Shivaji Maharaj Terminus.

At Dadar I hopped off and changed from the Western line to the Central line, as an express made a set down call.

It wasn't rush hour, so getting on board a 'fast' train was not hard.

At Andheri I looked over the bridge and my heart must have jumped with excitement.

The Metro is rather modern, but in terms of frequency, it's not the Victoria Line.

Look what I could see from the hotel.

Obligatory 'couchette' photo...

The hotel, down the road from the airport, was rather nice.

Mumbai airport has a dated, American feel about it. But I like carpets.

LOT's long haul service is comfortable and unfussy, but I did wonder about the route.
In the event we took a more roundabout route, threading between various global hotspots.

But not that sad...

So, it's time to leave Poland and, as always I'm a bit sad.

The next part of my trip will include a plane...

All good things come to an and so yesterday I returned to the Big Smoke (I guess the Polish must have their own name for Warszawa).

Our final stop of the day was the exclusive lake at Firlej, near Lubartow.

Next day we headed to the Zamoyski Palave in Kozłówce. It features a French Garden and an English Garden. The French Garden is typically fancy, while the English Garden has been typically turned into off-road parking.