10.11.2010 - 10.11.2010
We woke up still in our little bus cubical. We reached Mumbai by 11:00am. We know accommodation was going to be a problem. Dorm beds were coming up at 700 Rupees each on the Internet. The first place we checked had dorm beds for 400 but you wouldn’t let your worst enemy’s dog’s flea’s parasites stay there for half an hour in a rainstorm. It was bad. It was bad by Indian standards.
We continued our search, being repulsed by one room after another. We continued trudging. Walking down a busy street, I looked round and Sarah had stopped. She was talking to a guy. I went back. “Do you want to be in a Bollywood movie?” Sarah asked with a huge grin on her face.
“Hell yeh!” I replied. Finally my talents had been noticed; well actually I walked straight by the guy unnoticed, and it was Sarah that he stopped. But I like to think he sensed my talent as I walked passed.
After a quick chat the deal was done, 500 rupees each for a day staring in a Bollywood movie. I use the term ‘staring’ loosely but we had the whole day to progress. Either way, we were going to make £8 each!
“Meet me at McDonald’s at 8am, we’ll go straight to the set and report to make-up!” said the guy.
We were about to become stars before we’d even found a room. After another hour of searching we finally decided on a room. Three beds in one small room for a 1000 rupees, twice as much as we’d paid anywhere in Indian, but this was the infamously expensive Mumbai, this place had clean sheets and was above McDonalds.