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Back in The Netherlands a wedding mostly consists of a (boring) ceremony in church and a beautiful reception. But, like so many things, this is completely different in India. My cousin Suneet found himself a beautiful bride, so he arranged a four day wedding. Both of them were really looking forward to the wedding, they're head over heels in love.
By coincidence I ran into some family on our plane to Rajkot (the city where the wedding was ...
... 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 ...
... gujarati dhal, spicy sambhar, potatos with peas and chilli, another curry rich with flavours of capsicum and lemon, polenta with herbs and garlic, platters of fresh tomato, shallot, lime and carrot, and a huge array of chutneys, pickles and accompaniments, with a cashew nougat to finish. We ate with our hands (right one only, of course) until we could eat no more. Krunnal's mum and aunt kept topping us up, and seemed to take great delight in piling on more food desite ...
... of fear in his eye. He explained how he had an overnight bus to Ahmedabad in around an hours time. We explained that we dont pay 3 times the correct fare back to town - just as the taxi driver attempted to ask us for 3 times the correct fare!
Exiting the taxi, the fear in Eds eyes increased, but he stuck to us like limpets and we managed to flag another auto down quick smart and set off back to town. After a quick stop ...