india…culture shock
After an 11.5 hour flight (including 2 hours of circling the airport due to fog) we finally arrived in Bangalore this morning.
My former experience with the concept of culture shock occured after returning home from study abroad in college. After today, I would liken that former feeling to the “shock” one experiences when driving across the border from Michigan to Ohio.
This place is completely insane. Traffic that makes Chicago rush hour look like a driving range for the elderly. Its smoggy, crazy, and there doesn’t seem to be too many chicks with blonde hair & blue eyes…so I’m getting stared at like a huge booger is permanantly suspended out of my nose. The drive from the airport to the hotel was treacherous, and I won’t even talk about the state of our hotel room. I almost cried,then almost puked, then almost cried again. After a 6 hour nap to soothe the jet lag and calm our nerves…we’re feeling better. Just had a huge Indian dinner for a whopping $6. (note the association of feeling better with food. Textbook.)
We hope to update with photos soon. I should have snapped a pic of my sunglasses falling off onto the street… inches away from a suspicious brown pile of poo.
Tags: India
brooke.pearson8
Is it safe to assume at this point there have been no Ken Lay sightings?
hi no butts about it i think your sunglasses should be sterilized…
Are there piles of poo there that aren’t suspicious?
Nice to know your safely on the ground, Ken Lay will be the one in the Crimson Salwar , with the briefcase stuffed full of Iraqi dinar hitchhiking to Katmandu. Have fun. Were envious.
Sitting on Sukuhmvit Soi 5 with the two of you the other day, chit chatting. Just wondering how the 3rd Class Train ride was to Surit Tani?