The first post on my experiences in India.
I’ve thought long and hard about this. I don’t want The Bumpy Road to be a travel blog (although, I’m in the middle of a three month trip abroad so it's going to inevitably have a travel blog tone at times) nor do I want this to be a bitch-about-the-stupid-thing-that-happened-to-me-today blog.
So I’m just going to post my favorite pictures and tell the story behind each picture.
There it is, "the moment."
After a week of bouncing around chaos in Hong Kong and New Delhi and questioning why on earth I thought it was a good idea to leave the peacefulness (and glorious summer weather) of Portland for three months, I finally arrived in Udaipur.
As I sat on a rooftop watching the sun set over this familiar city, I was flooded with warm, fuzzy feelings and remembered why I came back to India.
Travel forces me to leave my comfort zone. Upon arrival in a new place, abroad or in the US, I'm bombarded with the unfamiliar- everything looks, sounds, smells, feels, is different. I am made to feel on edge, uptight, confused, angry, delirious. If the weather is hot, all those feelings are magnified (I am not graceful in hot weather, never have been, never will be).
But then something magical happens. I hate to use the word "magical" but it's really the only way to describe it. All of a sudden, I feel relaxed. And content. And settled. Sometimes it happens within a few minutes or hours of getting to a new place, sometimes it takes weeks, or even months. But when that moment comes, there's nothing else like it. I live for that moment. And spinning through the chaos to get to that moment is so worth it.
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