These towns, becoming like dem ghost towns

I’ve got a draft blog post sitting here, which I may still post post-India, but which I no longer feel appropriate to post right now.

I was going to talk about the exhausting, invasive and (as I was arguing) justifiably money-hungry nature of India’s cities. However, I’ve now struck out further west into Rajasthan, and as I go I find – even if only inch by inch – less and less to complain about; less and less which stirs up my anxiety.

The algorithm is simple: the smaller the town, the friendlier the people, the more relaxed your surroundings. Continue reading “These towns, becoming like dem ghost towns”

Making pals and eating Daals

I know what you’re thinking. You’re thinking:

This guy’s setting the bar pretty damn high with these post titles. How’s he going to keep this up?

What can I say? I’m sort of a creative wünderkind.

This post, as you’ll can tell, is about my two favourite things about India (so far) – the people and the food.

There are few cities as big and bustling and diverse as Mumbai in which you can feel genuinely safe. At first I found the relentlessness of the staring and the chatting somewhat alien and invasive. But then I met Aditya. Continue reading “Making pals and eating Daals”

If Bilbo can do it, so can I

As geeky as it sounds, this has become my mantra over the last few days.

I’ve been planning this trip since May of last year, and dreaming about it for even longer. And until recently it retained this sort of dream-like quality. It was just far enough away, just detached enough, to not be quite real. Tonight however, I’ve sat down to my last meal at home Continue reading “If Bilbo can do it, so can I”

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