But it’s hard to be sad for long when you think about what amazing friends you have been blessed with. Upon hearing that I had one night in India alone, Beverly (Lee’s amazing mother) spoke to a co-worker of hers, whose sister lives in Mumbai, she arranged with this kind women that she would fetch me from the airport and would look after me for the night and then drop me off the airport the next day. Unfortunately she had to work during the time my train arrived, but she arranged for a friend of her (so by this time it was starting to sound like something from a star wars script … my ‘sister’s’, mother’s, co-worker’s, sister’s best friend…)
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| Transport in India |
Anyway she was a really sweet lady, who picked me up right on time and drove me back to her place. By now you should have realized hot water is a precious commodity in most Indian homes, and so I truly felt blessed because this lady offered me her bathroom to shower and change in, then added…and you can use as much hot water as you need. (Remember I am a stranger that this lady has never meet before, and she was doing a friend a favour) After changing and getting all cleaned up, she made me a little snack. After driving to pick up her kids she then drove me to my final destination, where again I realized how thoughtful and giving the Indian culture is.
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| Outside an Indian shopping center |
I arrived at these people’s house and they immediately looked after me making sure I was comfortable and taking a big interest in me as well as my country. The ‘granddad’ of the house had previous been to South Africa (Cape Town and if memory serves me correct, Johannesburg too) so we had a great discussion about it. Then food started to be prepared and everyone was eager for me to taste their favourite dishes and to hear my opinion on each one, it was crazy…in such a short space of time that kitchen produce a ridiculous amount of awesome food!
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| Some Indian food |
Bedtime consisted of 3 of us younger girls piling into a room, watching some random ghost show on tv, one of the girls getting totally freaked out and me begging for some real sleep in a real bed. After some girl chit chat we eventually turned out the light and I fell asleep on my last night of my Indian adventure.
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| Ah, India... |
Early the next morning, I got up and got my stuff together for my flight home, the ‘granddad’ came to me and gave me a plastic bag for things he thought I might need…some light reading in case I got bored (a magazine from his work which was all about petrol, he works for BP) and some snacks (in case I got hungry on the flight, cos it’s a pretty long one) It was incredibly sweet of this elderly man and it just made me remember all the great people I have met on this crazy adventure.
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| Some friends I made on my wonderful adventure |
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