Mexico and Mumbai...

I have to say this. Mumbai and Mexico City are like twins separated at birth. So terrifyingly similar. I felt right at home the minute we landed and I almost spoke Marathi to the immigration officer who greeted us with a friendly namastey.One we got out of the super efficient airport, the madness began in real earnest as we drove into town with a crazed driver trying to beat the insane traffic. For a city of 20 million, there are 60,000 cabs on the road. It is suitably filthy, polluted, overcrowded and delirious. But the locals are wonderful. And their hips definitely don't lie. Thank you for that memorable line,Shakira. Salma Hayek doesn't live here anymore, but everybody is so proud of Mexico's best export . The food so far has been awful. Plus, we are mid-monsoon here.... I really should have stayed in amchi Mumbai.... what´s the big difference. We have been warned that this is one of the world's most dangerous destinations. I shall give you a detailed report tomorrow - provided I am not mugged, raped, kidnapped or killed tonight.
New York was not half as electrifying as it used to be. Or I am more blase. But hello.... not blase enough not to behave like a starstruck fan when Beyonce bounced into the hippest venue in town - the incomparable Standard Hotel , in the meat packing district. Despite her 8-feet tall bodyguards, she still managed to meet fans and pose for the waiting paparazzi. Yes, she is dazzling. And her star power makes her RADIATE.... OOOOOF.Too much wattage... but then she isn't the most successful entertainer on earth right now for nothing. I also rushed to catch Brooke Shields as Morticia in the Addams Family... but, I have to say this, she was listless, disinterested and not worth the big ticket prices. Brooke can't dance, sing, or act. Come back Anjelica Huston.You and only you are the real Morticia. Aaaaah... at least the magic of Broadway still works. Chalo, Big Apple may kuch toh baaki bachcha hai....