46. Go to china

Notes from India

Ok.  So I wrote down so many things in my detective notebook for India and I want to make sure I remember everything. So this may be a little scattered. 

-  being a vegetarian in India is very easy. It is almost part of their religion. They have temples for "pure" people (veggies) and others (those who eat meat). Our taxi driver pointed them out. How nice. 

-I may be addicted to plantains. Like seriously. I may smuggle 100 dollars worth of them back into the US. Oh they have to be the plantain chips though. 

-My water bottle is starting to smell.  Like really bad. But I can't give it to e kitchen to wash because I think it may melt (it's compactable like the vapurr bottles). I decided to use hand sanitizer to wash the mouth piece at least. GROSSSSSSS. I forgot when I went to take a sip and let's just say it was a fun surprise.  It keeps others from drinking my water I suppose (not that it's really a problem). 

-There are MG roads everywhere. Like seriously everywhere. Everyone should watch the movie Outsourced because the entire movie is very much like the India I experienced. There is a scene where MG road is mentioned. (ps MG stands for Mahatma Gandhi. He's also on ALL of their money). 

-The traffic in every country has been so crazy. No one obeys the simple rules that Americans just accept as the norm. Helmets on the motorbikes are worn by everyone (but frequently not by the passengers). A few of the best signs to encourage safe driving:  "indicate when turning" "obey traffic rules" and my favorite, "overconfidence kills". They mean much more after you've experienced the driving first hand. 

-People in India are so nice. When we were on the train the ticket collector could tell we were clueless so he made a special trip to find us on the train to tell us we were suppose to get off at the next stop.  Another example:  we were meeting people at the rain disco at wonder la. When we got there a guy outside said, "your friends are inside.". He was so nice about it. You could tell he was truly trying to help. (kinda creepy that he knew who we were looking for but I think it was because we were the only white people in a 25 mile radius so it was easy to guess). The two taxi drivers that stopped at their houses to give us tea and show us some hospitality were also indicative of the country's "niceness." 

Sorry if I've mentioned this stuff in other posts. It's purely so I remember it later. 

Oh also I remembered what I forgot about Singapore. We also went to a museum. It was on the titanic because it has its 100 year anniversary (I think). I thought it was going to suck. I hate museums. It. Was. Awesome.