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... So when we arrived we got picked up by my uncle and cousin, the father and brother of the groom. As soon as we unpacked in the hotel we got a visitor: Vimlafai, my aunt from Veenendaal. Being around family was characteristic of the whole stay.
The first two days we were shopping for (traditional Indian) clothes, something that would not have been possible without the help of my uncles and aunts. The results can be found in the photo series. ...
... the cows. Some people even feed them. But there their feces are everywhere.
Walking through the town, the scent changes constantly. On every corner you’ll find small shops on the street, a lot of them sell food. This smell is gorgeous. But it is possible that a couple of meters down the road you will smell urine.
In the daytime there is not a moment of silence. The streets are completely packed with people, shops, traffic and animals. ...
... we took a bus to the domestic flights. On the way there was moment that confronted me with the reality of India. It was the first time in my (conscious) life that I saw a slum with my own eyes. It’s an image you don’t easily forget. It was a complete mess, tightly sealed off from the airport with fences and barbed wire. On the other side of the fence there were people sitting and watching us while we passed by.
Arriving at the domestic airport was a prettier ...
... so we could have our own space, he explained. He dropped us off so we could catch up on some sleep (overnight buses in India are not exactly restful) and get ourselves sorted for lunch at the family home. We were feeling pretty spoiled already!
The first thing we learned about Gujarati folk is that they really love their food. You should have seen the spread that awaited us when we arrived for lunch. Buttered roti fresh from the hotplate, crunchy papadums, ...
... his Rohits mixed up from his Ishants, and with more pressing matters to attend to (more aviators to purchase), we left the hotel to whoops and hollers (for the team not us)
The day of the game arrived, my lurgy had gotten worse, alarm blaring away, and I wondered whether to cut my losses, stay in bed and watch the game on TV. An hour later and we - myself, Eggman and recently arrived Mr Long were Stadium-bound in ...
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