The Motherland
Ahhh....so good to be back in India. The land of monkeys and mayhem, of curries and corruption, of travels and travails.
My visits with family went quite well. You know, I think I've been experiencing a quarter-life crisis recently: passing into my late-twenties and into the gloom of responsibility and adulthood.....feeling really very sorry for myself. Many of my friends are going through this as well. It's kind of early prep for the "Omigod I'm turning 30" crisis coming up in a few years. So anyway, I was moping.
And then I met my two grandmothers. There's no better cure for these mentally depressing life stage crises than meeting with upbeat relatives over 90 years old.....that's a dose of perspective I don't often get. I also saw many other relatives, both old and young, and was really happy to see they were all healthy and happy (for the most part).
Skip past the ensuing work week, and the following weekend found me with a couple of friends in Bombay (or Mumbai, whatever, I don't care, and no, I don't feel the need to be PC about it, so bugger off). I stayed in the Taj President: a very nice hotel whos staff must've thought I was crazy.....but that's another story for another time. We chilled on the beach, saw the sights, took a ferry ride, went dancing, had long dinners with lots of sangria, smoked a cuban cigar, and missed our flight home. A truly enlightened and meditative trip. Really. I got in touch with my inner self.
I'll be back in SF soon, sadly but surely the trip is coming to an end....but hey, it's been fun. I'm looking forward to more of it this year.
Ahhh....so good to be back in India. The land of monkeys and mayhem, of curries and corruption, of travels and travails.
My visits with family went quite well. You know, I think I've been experiencing a quarter-life crisis recently: passing into my late-twenties and into the gloom of responsibility and adulthood.....feeling really very sorry for myself. Many of my friends are going through this as well. It's kind of early prep for the "Omigod I'm turning 30" crisis coming up in a few years. So anyway, I was moping.
And then I met my two grandmothers. There's no better cure for these mentally depressing life stage crises than meeting with upbeat relatives over 90 years old.....that's a dose of perspective I don't often get. I also saw many other relatives, both old and young, and was really happy to see they were all healthy and happy (for the most part).
Skip past the ensuing work week, and the following weekend found me with a couple of friends in Bombay (or Mumbai, whatever, I don't care, and no, I don't feel the need to be PC about it, so bugger off). I stayed in the Taj President: a very nice hotel whos staff must've thought I was crazy.....but that's another story for another time. We chilled on the beach, saw the sights, took a ferry ride, went dancing, had long dinners with lots of sangria, smoked a cuban cigar, and missed our flight home. A truly enlightened and meditative trip. Really. I got in touch with my inner self.
I'll be back in SF soon, sadly but surely the trip is coming to an end....but hey, it's been fun. I'm looking forward to more of it this year.
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