Our bags finally packed, we bumped along in the back of our landlord’s pickup on our way to the pier on Yao Noi Island for the last time. One speedboat, a taxi and two flights later, and Steve and I are in Kolkata, India!
I promised my best friend Ashley that I would create a photo journal of my Indian adventures, so this is the first post in that series. As internet is intermittent at best in many of the places that I will travel, these posts may be sporadic, but I hope you enjoy seeing this small glimpse of India through my eyes.
First impressions? In India, each street is a microcosm teeming with life, a human petri dish. There’s the lassi man with his cart of pineapples, the gap toothed old man selling samosas and the sari clad old woman with the sad eyes. After one day, I am equally enlivened and saddened by this country. I don’t know what to expect, but whatever it is, I am ready to embrace it.
Glad the you guys arrived safely Leslie. I like that you’re writing from your heart – when you noted that you’re ” equally enlivened and saddened by this country.” Sooo looking forward to seeing India through your eyes. ~Terri
Whoops, fumblefingers! I meant “that.” 🙂 ~T
By the way Terri, I wanted to send you a link to a poem Steve wrote about India. It’s very heartfelt and I thought you might like to read it. 🙂 http://twentyfirstcenturynomad.com/2013/08/10/india-is-her-name/
Leslie, It’s such a powerful, observant poem. I think my favorite line is “against odds uneven, timeless dignity remains.” Such a perfect description! All the best to you both, Terri
So glad you enjoyed it! And Steve was honored that you liked it so much.
Thanks Terri. I knew India would be tough for me, but it’s an amazing experience…and it’s only been four days!
Great pictures! Because of Curt’s work we know several people from India. All from higher caste families. Other friends of ours do mission work in India and they spend time with the poorest children. Pictures I have seen from the two different sides of India are fascinating. Enjoy!
Yes, it really is a diverse country, and some of the poverty is hard to see. Everyone has been so friendly, and we can’t wait to keep exploring. Talk to you soon!
WOW, good stuff. On another note…and as a fellow traveler- how do you keep from getting ‘the bug’..travelers cha chas..?
After 37 yrs not a problem, then I came home from Thailand..
Haha! It’s funny that you say that because I have just recovered from the worst travel bug I’ve ever had! Usually I’m fine, but this was bad. I’m avoiding street food for a while! 🙂
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