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Monthly Archives December 2009

Mumbai morning

I arrived at Mumbai airport at about 3 in the morning. I got a taxi from the airport to downtown, and stared out the window at the great, grimy city closing in on me. Airport to downtown Mumbai is a long journey past a series of slums and industrial areas. At 3am, the images passing […]

Posted 23 December 2009 † John Mansfield § Normal ‡ Comments (2) °

Crafers Pub

I find out that my great-grandfather, Andrew Mansfield, was born in Crafers Pub. Which was odd, because I was in that pub just the night before, playing darts. It’s still a shitty place in the middle of nowhere.
I try to imagine my ancestors, how they felt about life here in the rough and rude colony. […]

Posted 23 December 2009 † John Mansfield § Normal ‡ Comments (0) °

What I got in India

Two things I want to hold on to from India:
1. The day a group of villagers let me help with their work. I helped them carry huge hay-bales, which you balance on top of your head. A giggly girl called Lali, about 12 or 14, who could carry the hay much better than me, kept […]

Posted 09 December 2009 † John Mansfield § Normal ‡ Comments (0) °