The Elephanta Caves is such a travel clich. Let me tell you how.
Most tourists, in their delicious anecdotes after visiting the place, will only talk about the ferry ride, the lovely skylarks dotting the skyline and the intricately detailed craftsmanship of the trinkets purchased for peanuts at the nearby market. But no one will say anything more about the marvelous rock-cut sculptures other than oh, they were pretty. What else will they say when all they've done is flitted past the exhibits with splendid briskness to avoid any trace of the unforgiving Mumbai humidity?