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.