....traffic, traffic, TRAFFIC, horns blaring, "excuse me, Sir, what is your native country?", school uniforms, bare feet, cows, graffiti, fireworks, noise, spice, dosa, terrible pop music, Laughing Boy....
...tuk tuks, EVERYTHING on a scooter - toilets, goats, chickens, babies -, mongrels, markets, vegetarianism, crazy toilets, politeness that borders on the ridiculous...
..."Ma'am", sweet sweepers, graffiti, The Hindu Times, temples, Catholic iconography, paper stars, banners, propoganda, sari shops...
...smog, sun, sunburn, holiday pants, dicky tummies, sleep, reading, reading, READING (the joy!), Kindle-mania, traditional music, dance...
...seafood, tandoori, lime soda, mango, pineapple, watermelon, banana leaves, the growing conviction that I COULD be a vegetarian (or at least a fish-and-chipocrite)...
...swimming pools, sari throws, elephant blessings, Upwords, Kingfisher beer from a Government shop, communist outlooks, farming co-operatives...
...mosquito bites, Jungle Formula, air conditioning, Michael Jackson, worrying vaguely about dysentry, being pointed at for being SO very white...
...realising the impossibility of everyone in the world sustaining a Western lifestyle (or even diet), considering the inequality of opportunity, facing up to the reality of no National Health Service and having to pay for any kind of quality education, wondering what can be done about such things...
Bloody good trip.
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