India is an interesting country. If I were from an earlier time, I think “queer” would be a great word for it. The woman who tends the garden outside my window makes about 70 Rs./day. I’ve so far averaged to be spending about 100-120 Rs./day, and I think I’m spending a lot until I notice [...]
Abject poverty, sheer highway terror, and camels. I’ve been outside of the airport for an hour now, and it’s been amazingly interesting already. To begin, I found the cab arranged for me from the airport. It’s some little 4-door hatchback Tata, proudly proclaiming it’s V-2 engine on the side fender. This is where I learned [...]
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
I’m very happy you didn’t say ‘Borat’ when I said I am from Kazakhstan. The above quote is from a fellow traveler, waiting here in the New Delhi airport for the guards to open the domestic terminal at one in the morning local time. The rest of the in the air was exceedingly uneventful; I [...]
Now I’m sitting here on an American Airlines 777, somewhere over Michigan. On my way to India. INDIA. I’m going to be there for a month. It’s my first time out of the country, and I’m just as terrified as I am excited. It’s not like I’m even going to Western Europe, but freaking India. [...]