118. TRAVELS IN INDIA. Mumbai. Taken from the Westin Hotel lounge, which is worth the trek for the elevated view of the city. I once endured an hour of Mumbai traffic to get there only to have my driver announce with great pride the West End hotel, which is an entirely different proposition in an entirely different part of town. My sunglasses then mysteriously disappeared from the taxi, so I let the driver have it. The ashamed look on his face made me feel like a complete ass. Three weeks later I went back for another view, and as I got out of the cab a street vendor ran up and held out my sunglasses, saying “sir, last time you dropped them as you left the taxi so I kept them for you.” He would not accept a penny for this gesture. Fully and completely an ass.