1) Transportation is mayhem. Cars, goats, rickshaws, motorcycles, children on bicycles, cows, pedestrians, trash, buses, and shepherds occupy the same space with little concern for each other.
2) The smog is so thick that you need a towel to wash it off.
3) Food is poisoned. Our local tour guide wiped his plate clean before eating meals, and consistently had to help us differentiate between the edible, and the dysentery inducing.
Prior to last week, it had been eight months since my last visit to the third world. During my new life in Silicon Valley, I had forgotten the cacophony and bloodthirsty nature of such locales. The smell of burning rubber, and trash strewn about was reminiscent of an earlier time. It felt worlds apart from my current high tech enclave.
My brief stint in a rickshaw was the most exhilarating experience I’ve had in the past six months. The trip was a blunt reminder of my love of travel, and chaos, and Indian food.
Lesson learned: I need to get out of the valley more often.
In closing, a random thought: Seeing a baby usually makes me happy, unless that baby is crying in the seat next to me on a plane.
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