Last of India and Now Sydney

Good afternoon people that read this blog. It has been a while since I last posted an update on my journeys across the Atlantic Ocean from the lovely United States. Truthfully I have been busy and also tired. India worn me out with it’s freakish ways. I had to go back on my last post to see where I even left off and looks like just the start of the journey through India in the city of Jaipur. Well a lot of shit happened and to write it all would be a bear but I will sum it up for you.

The experience I had in India was an experience. India is a country that is very poor as we all know, but to actually be submerse in their life style can change how you think about the world that you came from and how lucky you are. When I was India everyday I had homeless children come up to me and beg over an over for money. Mucus seeming from their nose and t-shirts that seemed to be formed from handkerchiefs. Dirt cover their arms and legs and their hair was knotted up like spanish moss. They were just trying to survive and get what they can by hustling. Crowds of people were everywhere yelling and laughing and talking, it was like overload for the mind walking into the city. Traffic seemed to have no rules and no hospitality. People were screaming and beeping to get out of the way and what not. You would see cows shitting in the middle of the road and monkeys hoping from the overhead buildings and wires. Hecklers would grab you and draw your attention to the stuff you couldn’t care less about and you constantly had to say no no no. Your nose would fill up with countless amount of smells from the spices on the corners of the road to static piss that’s been heated from the sun and brewed. Very tiring this all was when you experienced it everyday for three weeks. But with all this traumatic events going on at light speed, there is a certain energy and flow that makes India unique and I can see how that draws people to it.

The Route I took in India was from Jaipur to Udaipur to Jodhpur to Jaislamer to Agra and then to Delhi. My favorite place that I went to was Udaipur. It was very laid back on the water looking over a fancy castle/hotel built in the middle of this lake. The only problem that I had was the prayer call was loud as fuck and started at 5am in the morning everyday. There was also the blue city of Jodhpur that ironically is turning less blue every year. There was Jaislamer which was on the border of Pakistan where I went to ride camels and spend the night on the sand out in the desert. Agra of course to see the Taj Mahal, other than that wonder there is not much to do there. Last was Delhi for Holliday and that was pretty fun in itself. So with all that my experience in each city was the same. I saw cool shit and I saw weird shit. I met trippy people in the hostels that seem like again they were trying to find themselves and open up their third eye and India seemed like the place to do that. I met regulars like me that would just look at stuff and say thats odd or neat. Food was excellent but the same everywhere. It was just really excellent curry with some bread that looked kind of like tortillas but fucking amazing tasting. That was my diet for three weeks, that’s pretty much all I ate. There was other stuff like fried spice balls and potato based foods. India is the place to be for vegans, 80 percent of population is probably a vegetarian. One thing I miss deeply about India was waking up to 65 degree weather with a nice glass of chai tea. My god this stuff was good. It was like I was drinking ginger spice milk tea that tasted like it had a hint of the best fruity pebbles ever. That’s the best way I can describe the taste. The region that I went to was all desert so it would be pretty cold in the morning and then by 12 o clock it would be 90 degrees outside.

I’ve been to a lot of places for the past three months and seen countless of different cultures. I’ve learned a long time ago (okay two years ago) that no matter where you go people are people. Meaning everyone is like everyone from back home. Mostly nice and willing to help people with warm hearts that love. People that stay in one spot are so sheltered and have misperceptions of the outside world and believe everyone is hostel and out to get you. I’ll tell you what that is not the case at all. I recommend anyone to travel because then it not only opens up your mind but opens up your heart as well. It will make you cast away from prejudice and look inside of people that are from a completely different world than you. Because in the end were not different, we are all human beings with a passion to love, to care, and to be kind. I honestly don’t know what else to say about India. Just if you go there it’s an experience that you probably will enjoy.

I am now in Australia. After Holliday, which is where they spray colors everywhere in the streets in India, I was just dead. I laid in bed for two days basically and just binged Netflix. I flew to Thailand and then again Binged Netflix for a day. I flew to Australia and then for a day again Binged Netflix. I was pooped and didn’t want to think about anything. I just wanted to relax and watch Lost all day. In Australia I am trying to get a job and go exploring at the same time. For the past two weeks I have been trying to get a job in Laboring but so far I haven’t got any offers. I will most likely buy a camper van when I do get a job and live a life on the edge of the woods sleeping in my car for a few months. Saving up money for the next big trip. South America.

Here’s some pictures of the rest of my journey, enjoy:

The City of Udaipur: