Rain and Sunshine in a Bamboo Hut in Goa
hi everyone, i'm sorry i've been out of touch -- the places i've been have not been so up with the email and somehow the connections have been so slow that replies don't go through. i'm in bombay now, waiting for my flight, and wanted to send my itinerary and a brief rehash of my week.itinerary:
28 sep lufthansa mumbai to frankfurt 2:50am to 7:50am
28 sep lufthansa frankfurt to dulles int'l 10:50am to 1:40pm
brief rehash:
sat in restaurants on the beach watching the rain, reading, writing, thinking, eating, drinking, meeting random people. sun came out for the last three days, so sat on the beach, played in the surf, got a sunburn, couldn't stand the pain of the ayuverdic massage post-sand-and-sunburn (even a few grains of sand felt like shards of glass being ground into my damaged skin -- OUCH!), ate, read, wrote, met random people, went for walks, talked to local merchants, thought. not a lot! which was just what i wanted. i met some fun and interesting people, some of whom i will keep in touch with and others whom i will remember fondly when i think of my time in goa. the folks i hung out with for the past two days are actually living in dc, so there is a chance we'll actually develop a further friendship on the other side.
now i am in bombay, as i mentioned, where i have done a whirlwind of a shopping spree -- not really a spree, but you know what i mean. the towns i was in didn't have some of the things stephanie and i wanted to bring back, so i arrived into the domestic terminal, took the shuttle to the international terminal, stored my luggage, grabbed a taxi to the bazaar area of town, wandered around a while looking for things and being ever directed to the wrong place. tons of people! so much activity! way different from delhi. way different from most other places i've been. on the way in we drove past miles of slums -- i didn't understand how many people really live like this here until i saw it. and that was just on one stretch of highway. shanty towns, really. make-shift single room dwellings, some (the luckier ones) with a bedframe on the street in front of the doorway -- this would be the equivalent of having furniture. wash in the street in full view of everyone. and here in the city center, everyone is moving moving moving, and it's infectious -- i found that i was rushing as if i knew exactly where i was headed and what for.
anyway, i'm going to sit and have a bite to eat before heading back to the airport to catch my flight. i'm exhausted (we stayed out late -- went to bed at 4:30am and up at 8:00am to pack and have my last shower for a while and get a bit of breakfast before catching a taxi for the 2 hour drive back to the goa airport and then here and i've just kept going and man i can't wait to fall asleep on the plane.
on that note, i'm going to end. will call everyone when i get in. actually, will probably just call mom and dad because i'll be really exhausted and jet lagged and i have an upper respiratory infection that i'm sure the travel and sleep derprivation will do wonders for.
posted by Dr.Quel @ 8:33 PM
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