|Walk to Juhu beach
The other thing Juhu has over Bandra is the beach and a pretty walk to it, pedestrian-filled and cobble stoned. This is not to say my love for Bandra has abated, in fact, it still sucks a bit that you have to think before you visit a friend--and most of mine here in Bombay are still in that suburb--and I miss certain things, the activity, the young people and so on, but Juhu is civilised and so I've made my peace with it.
I'm in Bombay for the launch, which was on Friday, with a small crowd, not quite like the 150 people Delhi party, but I'm more and more realising that maybe launches are not as popular as they used to be. Bombay never had a large turn out anyway, with Listmaniac, at Crossword, I had maybe five people, tops, plus the publishers. (Fun fact: I invited Good Thing to that, before he was a Good Thing, but, work.) Pune turned out to be surprisingly awesome, I had a good group of people attend (hi!) and even though the Barista lacked mics, we gathered around and talked as loudly as we could, and it went well. Actually, the small crowd worked in Bombay too, you're able to be far more intimate with your audience, do your asides and your banter, without having to address vast numbers. So there's something to be said for that, I guess.
One of the nicest things about going to Pune was discovering that with Cold Feet out, You Are Here is experiencing a sort of revival.
Good Thing is editing my post over my shoulder, so I have to keep adding punctuation marks, dialling down the long sentences and even deleting because they "don't make sense". Hmph. We're watching The West Wing (great show!) and talking about leftovers for dinner, and generally being the boring 30-something couple we've tried our whole lives to resist turning into. (At least, I have.) Whither parties till 5 am? Whither sore toes and aching calves? Whither, oh Zenzi of my youth?
On the other hand, it's very comfortable to be thirty one and have a nice life (touchwoodtouchwoodetc) and this might be far better than my up-and-down 20s.
(psst: have you read my new book yet?)