Ok, just a quick story. So, flight on time, 1:35 departure, suddenly a queue gathers at around 1.20 at the gate, there’s a 30 min delay and then whispers of a cancellation, it indeed got cancelled. Not knowing what’s going on, people are shouting, confused, angry. A gang of annoyed Indians gather around a rather helpless woman trying to answer the unknown. After speaking with some other calm passengers, we chose to follow instincts again, keep calm, collected and follow what we see as the right path. This eventually leads us on a journey through a very disorganised immigration, we was officially free. Why do you we want to be free? We want to leave the country but with no flight until 2pm, what do we do, where do we go? Again, following pure instincts, asking people, following where we feel we need to be we have probably done everything we could for a smooth transition to our flight again tomorrow. After people have been refused shouting to get hotel rooms with no success, we have calmly found our way to a random hotel with a few others for free with transport, so time to get a couple of hours sleep and stop writing this very tired story. For now, Mumbai, but next stop really will be Bangkok, tomorrow.