India has always been a country that has intrigued me, but maybe that's because of my love for curry. While on the subject of the great Indian cuisine, I really think this trip has ruined that love as the take out curry back home really isn't the same.

Mumbai was very surreal in many ways, let me explain. During a visit to the Elephanta caves, I had numerous groups of younger generation approach me asking for a selfie... It’s not every day that I get asked for a selfie, I’m not sure if that was a mistaken identity or they have never witnessed a westerner before or they're a fan of my blog. I'm sure you look hard enough on Instagram or other social media platforms you might find it if you do tag me.

Mumbai is home to Dharavi, Asia's largest slum, which is home to more than a million people. It really is like a city within a city with rent as little as £2.20 a month... yes a month, but that really is a tiny room with a portable gas cooker and electricity. It really didn't seem right or fair looking down at the slums from my nice air-conditioned hotel room, it really does make you appreciate what you have.