OMG... They say India will change you...
Leaving the airport was the most dirt, rubble and poverty I've ever seen. No art or color, just buildings that look like they've been bombed.
A lady knocked on our taxi window begging for food money. Then another one.
And it will be worse elsewhere.
But it will be better elsewhere...we're looking for that today.
Leaving the airport was the most dirt, rubble and poverty I've ever seen. No art or color, just buildings that look like they've been bombed.
A lady knocked on our taxi window begging for food money. Then another one.
And it will be worse elsewhere.
But it will be better elsewhere...we're looking for that today.
I am enjoying your trip right along with you. I thank you for sharing this fun time on the blog.
ReplyDeleteJan Britt
Wonderful and truthful writing Melissa. Your writing has integrity. I saw this first post of your impressions, and now have read through the ones which relay the opposite impression. I'm so pleased there are better parts of India. Human beings were created to enjoy life, sunshine, and pretty things. Give Gene my best and I'm so happy he was able to look at the Hard Rock Cafe's Guitars! Musical instruments inspire us - right now my new violin is inspiring me.
ReplyDeleteKeep writing!