This past Sunday morning I felt like we walked out the front door of our apartment and into the set of a Bollywood movie. The early morning air was pulsing with the beat of India street festival music. This was my second morning in India and I had assumed I would be hesitant and intimidated to walk …
I survived my first armpit filled plane ride in India and my first voyeur Indian showering experience. Now I’m sitting on the balcony of our apartment in Bangalore drinking earthy India chicory coffee and singing vintage Garth Brooks in the morning sunshine. It took us thirty hours of flying literally half way around the world …
A fifteen hour flight halfway around the world would incite boredom in most people. I managed to keep entertained most of the trip between blogging and watching a few on flight movies. More than halfway through our flight on my trip to the toilets I took a peak out the window at the snowy hills …
My first impression of Hong Kong was smog. I’ve never been in a place so brown and smoggy ever before in my life. It made me wonder how people live here. The sky is just an ugly brown mess. I have a friend who has been in Hong Kong working the past few days and her …
The first time I heard my boyfriend speaking his native language, Tamil it was very surreal. But then everything in India is very surreal.This morning I was awoken early at seven o clock after thirty hours of round the world travel in the past few days. The toots and honks of Bangalore traffic start right …