40 kms from the airport to Colaba, almost 2 hours time in a permanent traffic jam where transit together cars, motos, autorickshaw, big colourfull lorries, doubledeck red buses, and sometimes indian buffalos and cows and all accompanied with an orchestra of all kind of horns, claxons: estridentes, deadly, sad and scrachy. Carlton Hotel is located just behind Taj Majal Hotel, the best of the city and from my window I can see clearly how basureros take out the high-standar people dechats. But the salty perfume of the Indian Ocean nearby sweeps out all bad smells and brings fresh air and humidity to our street, which is plenty of bars, shops and guys who offers you everytime hachis, marihuana, cocaina and women. Do I look like a vicious man or what?
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Hola, aquí hace igual de frío que en Helsinki pero comemos mejor. Mola tu nueva lengua; llevo doce anyos en NY pero no me sale ni la mitad de bien.
Cinco días sin dar noticias, primo. Talk to me!
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