The following is a brief collection of instances where I felt like others were operating under very different background assumptions, which made for both interesting and sometimes puzzling conversation.
I made six new random friends since I boarded the bus in Jaisalmer yesterday evening. Within a few minutes, I'd introduced myself to the guys across the corridor of the sleeper bus, and my plan of having locals handy in case I was confused worked out fabulously. Plus none of us got bored, and I … Continue reading 10-minute-friends and floating thoughts.
I find it easy to adapt to unfamiliar conditions, but it takes others to make me duly appreciate and marvel at my surroundings. A little French flavoured family holiday is exactly what is needed. We've rented a minibus, including a Sikh driver who sometimes swaps the turban against a Nike cap and drives the nine … Continue reading Family Holiday (vacances en famille)
05h15 We have just broken into our flat in Delhi, dismounting the gate and leaving a hole in the fresh mortar. Twelve hours earlier. Clem (my French nearly-sister) and I are standing on the dirty road, made up like Disney queens, waiting for everyone else to come back from the temple. Two hours later. Elephants … Continue reading How to: Indian wedding [in 9 simple steps]
I'm really regretting that I spent the last two nights in a hotel. It was affordable, sure enough (just over 10€ per night), but I'd done what an Indian person would have done. Okay, I don't think an Indian girl would've hired a tuk tuk driver at 4.50am to drive into town and help find … Continue reading The joys of backpacker hostels and other differences between foreign and Indian tourists
I'm back in Rishikesh, where I was last seven years ago. Back then, I was bustling with hardly contained enthusiasm, gasping at the hippies and the holy Ganga, rummaging through colourful Nepalese garments. Now, I am embarrassed by Americans dressing up like priests, and wear my black jeans and shirt because that feels like what … Continue reading Skylights on the Ganga
The morning after My most immediate impression right now is the slight spice-induced queasiness that stems from the pre-wedding function I attended yesterday night. Not that any of the food was bad - on the contrary, it was amazing to taste some old favourites like pani puri, phav baji, and aloo tikki, as well as … Continue reading Post Pre-wedding Post