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More India stuff! Contained herein is a bit of TMI - although with a bitter notice that IT WAS A LOT WORSE WHILE IT WAS HAPPENING - and the stuff that I did actually manage to do...
( Delhi! )
So that was my visit to India! People have been asking me about it in work, and the best answer is generally '... a culture shock'. I have never been away from the West; I'm not very well travelled, I will be the first to admit. The furthest I'd been was America, and that doesn't really count, not culturally. I'm unbelieveably glad I went, mind you. The traffic, the occasional levels of quite shocking poverty (particularly in Agra) and the noise of the city was quite shocking to my mindset - since I've come back I listen to the silence and really enjoy it. But I liked that it was so different, though - I liked that the birds circling in the sky were so different, that the light filtered through the fog in a completely new way to me, and the people and the culture were different and yet similar to London, in a lot of ways. The terrifying but exhilerating tuk-tuk rides will be remembered for a long time, too...
Plus, it was really lovely to make some new friends. We spent a lot of time with Katy and Euan, who are friends of Shim - I was really glad to get to know then better, and we all ended up getting on really well. I also got to know other people better than I have previously, and that's a really good thing to do I feel.
When I first came back I was basically insensibly crying for my bed and some familiar food, but now I'm getting over the illness I'm able to think a little more about the overall experience. And as I said, I'm really glad I went and if someone can invent a way for me to not get ill every time I travel that would be lovely!
(And for anyone wondering about the tag for this posts - well, you need to see the Gap Yah video, in which a posh bloke goes to Tanzaniaaaaa and chunders everywaaaaah. We changed it to India. I laughed when not crying. Look, after you've been sick on your husband's best coat in public you need to take your laughs when you can get them.)
(Oh yes, and I am much on the mend. I'm still shattered quite a lot of time, but am back in work full time as long as you let me go to bed at about 9.30pm at the latest. Plus I'm eating again, which is bliss. Am listening to my body as well as I can and massively craving high calorie food more than usual, but it's all good. Hurrah for that.)
( Delhi! )
So that was my visit to India! People have been asking me about it in work, and the best answer is generally '... a culture shock'. I have never been away from the West; I'm not very well travelled, I will be the first to admit. The furthest I'd been was America, and that doesn't really count, not culturally. I'm unbelieveably glad I went, mind you. The traffic, the occasional levels of quite shocking poverty (particularly in Agra) and the noise of the city was quite shocking to my mindset - since I've come back I listen to the silence and really enjoy it. But I liked that it was so different, though - I liked that the birds circling in the sky were so different, that the light filtered through the fog in a completely new way to me, and the people and the culture were different and yet similar to London, in a lot of ways. The terrifying but exhilerating tuk-tuk rides will be remembered for a long time, too...
Plus, it was really lovely to make some new friends. We spent a lot of time with Katy and Euan, who are friends of Shim - I was really glad to get to know then better, and we all ended up getting on really well. I also got to know other people better than I have previously, and that's a really good thing to do I feel.
When I first came back I was basically insensibly crying for my bed and some familiar food, but now I'm getting over the illness I'm able to think a little more about the overall experience. And as I said, I'm really glad I went and if someone can invent a way for me to not get ill every time I travel that would be lovely!
(And for anyone wondering about the tag for this posts - well, you need to see the Gap Yah video, in which a posh bloke goes to Tanzaniaaaaa and chunders everywaaaaah. We changed it to India. I laughed when not crying. Look, after you've been sick on your husband's best coat in public you need to take your laughs when you can get them.)
(Oh yes, and I am much on the mend. I'm still shattered quite a lot of time, but am back in work full time as long as you let me go to bed at about 9.30pm at the latest. Plus I'm eating again, which is bliss. Am listening to my body as well as I can and massively craving high calorie food more than usual, but it's all good. Hurrah for that.)