• In Candolim, Goa

    In Candolim, Goa

    Candolim beach, Goa
    In the end the flight from Mumbai to Goa was over two hours late. Sun was setting when we finally got on board. I was admiring the beautiful sunset and taking pictures of it with my phone camera, when the airhostess started to complain and told me to delete all the pictures I had taken. I thought it was only in Goa airport, where you weren’t allowed to take photographs.
    Finally yesterday I got to wet my toes in the Arabian Sea. I enjoyed my tea in a beachshack, where I spent my time reading a good book until it was time for the sunset. Which was, beautiful.
    The only negative thing here in Goa, India, and I mean the only, is the hard mattress in my bed. Otherwise I’m happy.
    The weather is hot during daytime, but after a few days it will get cooler, say the locals. Nights are already rather cool – I’m almost freezing, when wearing a t-shirt only.
    Quite a many tourists have also arrived here. I was eating in a Chinese restaurant and the next table was having a conversation in Finnish.

    Update in 2023: Photographing in the airports

    Photography is often restricted in airports around the world, including Goa’s Dabolim Airport, for a variety of reasons primarily revolving around security and privacy concerns. Here are some of the key factors:

    1. Security: Airports are high-security zones. Unauthorized photography could potentially capture sensitive information that might be useful for those with malicious intent. This could include the layout of security installations, the locations of surveillance cameras, and even security protocols.
    2. Privacy: Airports serve a diverse range of people from different backgrounds and cultures. Photography might inadvertently capture people in the background, which could be a violation of personal privacy.
    3. Operational Efficiency: Airports are bustling places with many people moving about in a hurry. If everyone stops to take photos, it could disrupt the smooth flow of human traffic, thereby causing delays and potentially interfering with airport operations.
    4. Commercial Concerns: Some airports may have shops, lounges, or art installations that are proprietary. Unauthorized photography might infringe on the commercial rights of these establishments.
    5. Legal Liabilities: Photographs could be used in a way that is misleading or defamatory, creating potential legal issues for the airport authority.
    6. Distraction: Focusing on taking photos could distract individuals from paying attention to important announcements or instructions, particularly in emergency situations.
    7. Uniformity of Policy: Finally, having a clear and straightforward rule that applies to everyone helps in the easy administration and enforcement of these policies.

    Of course these rules may vary by location and specific airport regulations. Generally, if photography is crucial for a specific purpose such as journalism, one might need to get special permission from the airport authorities. Always check with local rules and regulations when traveling.

    Read more about traveling in India from my visual travel guide INDIVUE – Trip to India

  • At Chatrapati Shivaji domestic airport, Mumbai

    Hello from Mumbai’s domestic airport.
    Colaba was such a nice place that I would’ve liked to stay there longer , but I had bought my ticket to Goa beforehand. This flight was supposed to be after one hour, but the departure has been delayed for one more hour because of some technical problem… Surprise, surprise. (This is the cheapest flight to Goa, Spicejet.) Anyway, I happened to find one computer with internet, so I can well spend my time here.Yesterday I had a Mumbai-sightseeing with a taxi and I visited for example Mahatma Gandhi’s home, which is now a museum, Mani Bhavan Gandhi Sangrahalaya
    I’ll tell you one funny episode that happened in one park opposite the Kamala Nehru Park. There were so beautiful butterflies in that park, so exotic, and I tried to photograph them, but they were always too quick to fly away. Then a group of young Indian men came to me and they suggested that I’d take a picture of them. I answered them politely that I’m photographing butterflies and moved on. After some time those guys came to me again and one of them was holding a living butterfly in his hand. I was impressed. When I was to take a photo of that butterfly, they insisted that they should come in the picture as well. What a plan. 🙂

    Also I visited one art exhibition in Jehangir Art gallery. Outside Jehangir was a streetgallery, and an old gentleman Gani was having his exhibition there. He had some very fine watercolourpaintings of the sea. We chatted there for a long time, until it had come dark. I could have written an article about him, had I had time.
    When I walked back to the hotel, I got lost twice in the dark. By the Gate of India I met another old Indian gentleman, who happened to have had a long career as a Mumbai-guide, and so he showed me the way back to my hotel, and while walking there he told me many interesting details along the way.

    But now I have to go, since Goa‘s callin’…

  • Mumbai 2005

    I arrived in Mumbai early in the morning, little before sunrise. The flight went fine.
    I had booked a hotelroom via internet and an airport-pickup from the hotel.
    But there was no taxidriver with my nameboard waiting for me at the gate.
    So I called to the hotel, and a speaking-louzy-English-man explained, that the taxidriver had not been able to come, because he was having some festival..
    Oh well, I went to the prepaid-taxi-counter, and there was one Western guy, who had come from Germany with the same plane, and since we both were heading to Colaba, he suggested that we’d share a taxi. And so we did. It was Rs500 cheaper than the pickup this way. The sun was rising when we drove through Mumbai to Colaba.
    First I went to the hotel, where I had booked the room, but since I didn’t like the room, I let them down as well and didn’t take it (karma works this way also!) The taxidriver knew another hotel from the nearby neighbourhood, and I went to see it, liked it, and stayed there. The room was even Rs100 cheaper than the first one, it had a nice view from the 4th floor over Mumbai to the sea, and I was able too see the sun rising and setting, as well as the top of Taj Mahal, which by the way in Mumbai is a hotel only..
    Well, this is all from here for now – I went for a dinner, had a Dal Fry, and when I noticed an internetcafe, I decided to drop in, and drop a few lines for you.
    It’s nice to be here in Mumbai. Luckily it is not as hot as in June.