Big puddles

Bombay begins to feel like my second hometown. The people, the rhythm, the images, I know it all so well by now. It makes me happy. But something new is added to my picture. It rains. It’s still monsoon and Bombay as I knew it, with its eternal blue sky, the heat and the dust, has become a muddy, grey and cloudy metropolis.
I use my first days here to settle in. Tomorrow I will move into the house of friends who live temporarily in New Delhi. Today I talked with my producer and we discussed how we are going to find money for this film. And I tried to get a mobile number with access to Holland, but this seems to be much more complicated then I thought.