There is such a relaxed freedom in traveling alone. I am responsible for only me. Every decision to be made needs to run through whatever filters are currently open in my mind alone. Today I choose to treat myself to a big girl, grown-up, sit-down meal at Le Grand Comptoir at the Houston airport, while … More Paris Back Booth
Day 18 or maybe still 17, could be 19 Over nine hours from New Delhi to London. Half of it spent half sleeping. The other half spent rubbing elbows and thighs with my neighbors; a Sikh with a giant maroon turban and mustache to match on one side and a chubby non-specifically-identified-religion Indian man to … More Time is an Illusion
Day 16 – …may never end Breakfast with monkeys, backpack with itinerary left behind, one gate at the airport. Now we’re caught up. Our flight to New Delhi is super short, less than an hour. We have been here once, stayed in a hotel that looked promising but left a little to be desired. We’re … More From Gandhi to the Taj Mahal
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