Since a few of you in India asked both via comments/email if I am coming to India this Summer...
Well... before I answer, let's just set the stage by establishing some hardcore facts here, OK? You all know how insanely much I love India, right? Right???
Eight visits the last few years? Some as long as three to four months? Now that's damning evidence of my love, isn't it?
It makes me really sad to have to tell you this, but unfortunately, I am not coming to India this time around. Bummer, I know.
I would so so so love to -- I even have a valid visa! Also, just to be clear, I didn't mean to cast the impression that Geoff and I are about to hit the road and take off on a long adventure covering the entirety of Asia.
Oh man, I would soooo love to do that but unfortunately my Geoff is not quite up to such a trip, not yet.
By the way I am throwing in some random India photos here with this post for no particular reason.
Let me tell you, just half-mindedly skimming through some of these photos makes me wanna cover my hands and feet in mehndi, braid jasmine garlands in my hair and maneuver my lunch off of a banana leaf. I have to confess, saris are not my craft and no amount of industrial strength safety pins will change that. Indian women seem to have a natural knack for gracefully navigating around in full sari gear -- me, I am a total bull in a china store when it comes to showcasing something this delicate. I get tangled up to the point of complete immobility, can't operate my left arm, trip at every step, can't use the bathroom and generally, I look about as classy as Hannibal Lecter in a straight jacket.
Geoff at a Coffe Day.
Coffee Day is basically the Indian equivalent of Starbucks, wouldn't you say?
How amazing would it be to all hang out at Coffee Day?
Me at the hotel. I wanna say this was seven years ago? I look like a child!
I wish I still had that skirt. I think I paid 10 Rupees for it and I lost it somewhere between India and Malaysia.
*Want further proof of my love of India?
It is with semi-embarrasment that I am publicly admitting here to the fact that I am yet to be able to read President Nehru's Independence Speech without choking up. No lie. Same goes for Geoff.
Long years ago we made a tryst with destiny, and now the time comes when we shall redeem our pledge. At the stroke of the midnight hour, when the world sleeps, India will awake to life and freedom. A moment comes, which comes but rarely in history, when we step out from the old to the new, when an age ends, and when the soul of a nation, long suppressed, finds utterance. Jawaharlal Nehru the first Prime Minister of independent India
Well, there you go, it did make me choke up again. Same goes for Jana Gana Mana. Just so you know. And the movie Ghandi. See, I am not fully immune to the state of mind otherwise known as "India".
But anyway, back to our topic. This time, we are basically just going on a relatively short business trip, sometime in the Summer to a country OTHER THAN India. Our schedule is still being finalized and we haven't even got our visas approved. When I tell you where we're headed you'll immediately understand why I am so adamant about not broadcasting our destination. It's not a safe country by any stretch of the imagination and neither is it some trendy tourist hub or some hip paradise. Most people I know would never consider going there.... But, but, but...call me crazy, that's exactly what I love about it!
Until next time.