I absolutely love travel! I crave adventure, and one of my biggest fears is being stuck in one place for the rest of my life. It is funny though, because coming to India has made me miss my small-town home.
Remember the colony of seagulls in Finding Nemo who endlessly chime just one word: “mine, mine, mine, mine…” For many Americans, “mine” is a word we learn as a child and effortlessly carry into our adult years. Indian friends are teaching me by their actions that “mine” isn’t the only option.
“Delhi heat, this is my resolute response to your exorbitant summer temperatures…”
North Dakota, USA, a domain of extremes. January is frigid and frost bitten while July is muggy and sweat inducing.
You’ve probably had a chai latte at your favorite coffee shop in the United States, but India elevates chai to a whole new level. Use Google Translate and you’ll find that “tea” translates from English to Hindi as चाय or “chai.” But in India, chai is more than just a generic word for tea. It’s a specific kind of tea and it’s not only a beverage – it’s an experience of flavor, warmth and community.