Last thoughts on India

Scattered thoughts about India on the eve of our departure.

The dogs and monkeys are wild and will attack you. The bulls, however, placidly roam the streets.

George Lucas owes India a LOT of money. Everything magical about Star Wars is already here. I don't think he wrote the movie or thought up any of the wacky cantinas or epic battles. He just came to India and took good notes.

For every generalization I can make about the people, my experiences, etc, I can think of an immediate example where it's not true. For example, the trip was (generally) wonderful and life-changing.

I already miss India and we haven't left yet. At the same time I'm sick of the anticipation of leaving and just want to be gone. I saw on the news today that some (Indian) girls were assaulted at a mall in Mangalore earlier. This is not as uncommon as it should be, and disgusts me.

With all the grime, pollution, beggars, etc, Indians are also the most hygenic people I've met. Though deodorant remains elusive. I've been forced to use Axe Body Spray this entire trip. This also disgusts me. The stuff smells like a skunk on a bad day.

I can't wait for a regular hot shower. Though I'll miss the food.

I'm surprised at how many friends we made. Even more surprising is the feeling that they won't entirely disappear from our lives.

It was the best of times, it was the worst of times ... In short, it was like any time that has been or is or will be. I wonder what I'll make of the States when I return?

Just about out of minutes. I'll write more State-side.