But what if you want to handle your bookings from home or in your hotel room at your PC’s convenience? You don’t need to take the 10,000 steps I took in 2008. Instead, just follow India…
There are times dealing with currency in India made me want to bark and growl with feverish frustration. It’s urked me so much I decided doing a post might relieve me and toss a head’s up to fellow travelers.
Here are 3 annoying ways India deals with money…
If anyone thinks tromping through India will be like traveling any other country, think again. Here are some things I found useful on my trip. Here are 5 Travel Must-Haves for India:
What would make a fearless warrior fall to his knees and drop his sword?
Love and God.
The Golden Temple (aka Harmandir Sahib) was my long-awaited India highlight…
Words and thoughts often get in the way of us achieving our greatest potential for awakening.
My destiny is out there. Occasionally when I travel, I catch wind of a resonant “feeling” that takes me to where I should be next. But then, outside thoughts enter the picture pushing me to define the why’s and exacting outlines of goals; and within an instant, I’ve thieved its potential for greatness.
My dream should be simpler.
What do I want to do next?
If there are no words, no thoughts but only feelings and impressions, I know the answer. Silence is hardly silent…
Everyone was chest-to-back, but the boob-to-backing became inevitable. We were at the entrance of the [More…] India-Pakistan border crossing performance and everyone wanted in. In India, the only way to get in, is to push; not with hands, but with bodies.
When I was at temple, I met a learned man who stopped and asked me, where I was going. He held out a notepad and asks me to tell him what I saw….
I read the line before me.
“Guru-ji, I hope I passed your test with my read,” I said with a wink.
I was finally entering “India” again, after a month-long sojourn into a world of Himalayan calm, yoga and Tibetan Buddhism (Dharamsala hardly feels like India). Was I ready to free fall back into the masala mania?
While the traveler in me was excited to get back on the explorer’s road; the solo gal in me was dreading it. Having found roots for a month in my yoga-family coccoon, I wasn’t thrilled with going back to solo-roughing it.
What does the idea of “a solo woman traveling in India” surface for you?
When I met Chiaki, we were both, waiting for the local bus to our yoga ashram. A Japanese waif of gentle yogic smiles, she challenged my notions about what it is to be a solo female traveler in India. Chiaki didn’t boast the extensive list of a world traveler nor was she avoiding the challenges of navigating the local terrain in the way a native would; yet, she was tackling India solo doing it in calm stride.
How the hell was she doing it?