July 5th: afternoon favorites
July 2nd: jug of pretty
July 1st: a little indulgence
What filled up my January
Rosy Sunday (Taken with instagram)
Do yourself a favor. Before it’s too late, without thinking too much about it first, pack a pillow and a blanket and see as much of the world as you can. You will not regret it. One day it will be too late.
- Jhumpa Lahiri, The Namesake
Happy Christmas (Taken with instagram)
Hyatt Regency at Embarcadero Center
Christmas in the Park
Adventures in Indian commuting
The things I learned traveling 20 MPH on a rickety Auto-Rickshaw:
- When the number of people on your family road-trip grows past 16, ditch the cars and rent a minibus - it’s a lot more efficient and fun
- Herds of buffalo don’t follow traffic signals; same rule applies to cows, oxen, stray dogs, and teenagers on Pulsar bikes
- When your taxi says they will be there at 1:30 PM, they really mean 2:45 PM. Plan accordingly or you will be praying for safety as the driver races to drop you off at the train station on time
- Catching a running train (getting on a train Jab We Met style) is strangely exhilarating and fun
- It’s completely normal to be sitting an inch away from a person in traffic even though they are in a different vehicle than you
- When your overnight bus says they provide entertainment, they really mean they will blast violent Telugu movies until 1 AM or until one of the passengers yells at the driver to turn it off
- If you haven’t heard a horn blast every 2 seconds, something is wrong
- You don’t need a GPS; everyone around you will guide you
- Right of way belongs to the one who takes it first
- Getting out of the car/bus/rickshaw/taxi extremely grateful to have made it one piece is a completely normal feeling
Even with all that chaos, I have never heard anyone there complain of road-rage. Indian traffic might be scary but it provides for a very entertaining ride.
