India is one of the major places I want to visit in my
lifetime so I bought the giant Lonely Planet, read it cover-to-cover, and then
realized I needed to be there for 6 months to do the place any justice. I only
had two weeks so instead of “doing India” I just did Mumbai and its environs.
Sorry Delhi, Rajastan, Darjeeling, Chennai, Kolkota—I’ll come back for you
someday.
So why Mumbai? Well
for starters the tickets were really cheap via frequent flyer miles (even if
Noah and I had to take different flights and meet upon arrival). Also, given
the time of year, the South of India seemed like a good bet weather-wise. And
yes it’s sort of a cop out to go to a culturally rich place and then bum around
on the beach but whatever—I wanted to hang out in Goa.
Now the planning of this trip suffered severely by the fact
that I had to go to Uganda and Myanmar twice in the months before, and then had
a month of weird little business trips that took me to Liverpool, Ann Arbor,
Atlanta, DC and St. Paul. It didn’t
leave a lot of time for doing things like “making hotel and train
reservations”. So flying by the seat of
our pants was our strategy. The idea was
vaguely “land in Mumbai, go South”. I
had dreams of making it as far as Kerala, but those were abandoned pretty quickly
when I remembered how exhausting travel days are and didn’t want to spend 40
hours on a train both ways.
For future India travelers, if you want to go to specific
places on a specific schedule, it behooves you to buy your tickets in advance.
We did a version of travel called “we’ll go wherever there are available
tickets”. It worked out pretty well for us and forced us to explore parts of
the country we hadn’t considered, itinerary-by-chance ended up being a decent strategy.
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