So, after over 4ohrs of travel I made it here. The plane touched down just before 11pm last night.
I was promptly greeted by Surnish's parents once the transfer bus rolled up to the terminal.
I felt somewhat like a movie star with all of the fuss and men in uniforms there to guide me through.
More amazingly, my luggage was there to greet me moments after arriving.
We are staying at the Police Mess for a few days and visiting in Ahmedabad before returning to there main house in Gandhinagar.
This morning I woke to a lovely overcast sky and the sound of the commuter trains rolling across the bridge over the Sabarmati river. This river, by the way, is the same one that the Gandhi Ashram is set by. So as I stood performing my morning yoga routine along the same banks as Gandhi-ji had in days gone by, I was humbled.
This was only a brief stop to the cyber cafe and I apologize for no snaps at this time.
Wishing you all well!
A Pink American
The inspiring tale of one pink American's journey to the mysterious land of India...well not so mysterious when you can buy tasty samosas and nag champa all over the US. ~~~Please join me in preparing for and undertaking a three month journey to India. I hope to realize that the distant dreams of a 3 year old girl from America don't need to be acquiesced with the onset of adulthood.~~~
I have found the paradox, that if you love until it hurts, there can be no more hurt, only more love.
~Mother Teresa
About Me
- Jarucia
- I'm a humble Pink American writing YA stories that I hope will entertain, educate and inspire. One can always hope.
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