My idea was that -undoubtedly- it would be very colorful and interesting, but also way ‘too much’. Too much in terms of poverty, misery (animals and people), dirt and a too high risk of getting sick.
Then my husband was sent to India for his work. And I followed him, as I often do. Usually with a lot of enthusiasm, but this time quite reluctant and scared. Scared not to be able to cope with India’s extremes and scared to get sick.
But I ended up spending 6 months in total in India (over a period of 18 months) , since my husband’s project went on for quite a while.
The thought of spending time in India does not frighten me any longer.
I know I can cope. During my times in India I enjoyed myself. I saw and did a lot, met many lovely people and I did not get (knock on wood;-)) any traveller’s disease.
Did I fall in love with India? No.
Do I still find it too much? Yes.
Too much noise, people, animals, smells. Too much being stared at. Too big contrasts. Too much poverty, animal cruelty and trash. Too many touts, cons and corruption.
Incredible India? Definitely!
I was in a constant state of amazement in India. I was amazed, surprised, in awe, disbelief, horrified, shocked, puzzled, amused, intrigued, disgusted, annoyed, moved, angry. Sometimes all in one day or even in one hour! 😉
I felt like I was in a roller coaster of impressions and emotions constantly.
After about 18 months in India, Frits involvement ended quite abruptly. It’s been 4 months since we were last there. From time to time I think back of the people in Incredible India. Like today:
How about that? Such a variation, so many colors, all those people; Incredible India for sure!
How is your relationship with India? Love? Hate? Never been?