Royal Highness Ahmedabad
Lal Darwaja Ahmedabad, Gujarat, 380 001, India
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AhmedaBAD BAD BAD :(
... go to a mall 40 minutes on a rickshaw out of town where there was lots of shopping and films in English. With nothing to lose we jumped in a rickshaw with a old non-english speaking old man and hoped he was taking us to the right place. 40 minutes later we pulled up at what looked like a mall, but was obviously still half way through construction… we found a cinema – which showed only hindi films and empty shops.. all opening soon! FAIL!!! So we ended ...
Gandhi and Mughal Relics
... gesture, began explaining a few of the fort’s features. He offered to take my picture by the fort, and even though I wasn’t intending to do so, I let him. After he had finished his brief tour he told me that there is no charge for seeing the fort, but tips are greatly appreciated. He refused to give me an idea of how much he expected, so I gave him a few ten rupee notes, to which he looked up with disdain and said, "Is that all?" ...
School talks and deadly kites
... stopped me for a chat. The sun was roasting me as I sat with them, but I stayed a while as I didn't want to upset them.
I found myself feeling unusally weak as I neared Himnatnagar, but I found a lodging in a hotel undergoing reconstruction (and resembling a bombed-out ruin from the outside) and then went out for food.
I awoke the next morning to find I had my fifth or possibly sixth case of Delhi Belly, so prolonged my stay another day. The people of this ...
Daisy is Queen in this place
... that I can retain the sense of gratitude for what I have in my own life and couple that with awe about the world and appreciation for how unique we all are. I am very far from my comfort zone during a lot of this trip….and it is a privilege to be able to be a part of something like this experience.
Long enough for today…once I get started I realize how I am using this to reflect on all that I have seen and taken in. I send you all love…
Andi
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Days 7 & 8
... than anyone could count, and so many side streets and alleyways that it was easy to get lost. There was a street where each shop sold only toys, another with only hair accessories, streets of fruit and vegtables, and street after street of clothes. Shawls, saris, salwars, punjabs, and western clothes. I had fun exploring, but beyond that I can find nothing else to recommend the city. It is disgustingly polluted. The (huge numbers of) buses and auto-rickshaws haven't been converted ...



