Bombay Day 2: At the Museum

At the Prince of Wales Museum (now renamed into something unpronounceable). Entrance fee for an Indian is 20 rupees, for a foreigner - 300 rupees.



Муха из слоновой кости. Однако!...
Вспоминается старый эстетский анекдот
Сидят мухи на куче дерьма. Вдруг одна из них с отвращением в голосе вскрикивает: "Ой, девочки, волос!.." Другая муха ей с презрением: "Наташа, ну мы же кушаем!".
Познакомьтесь, это - Наташа!


A staircase from Escher.



Plenty of stuffed animals at the natural history wing.




At the train station. The food delivery from the suburbs to downtown offices, so that office workers can enjoy food prepared by their mothers/wifes/sisters is impeccable. It is run by illiterate people on public transportation without any documentation with less than a error in a million transactions. One of the very few Sigma Six certified enterprises. Stunning...


Back to images of poverty, which is everywhere.... I used to be against outsourcing, now I am an ardent proponent of it. It helps them so much more than it "hurts" us, if anything it should stipulate us to work better and harder.