Colin says:
Trying to talk about India seems hard for me to make into anything comprehensible. So, for now, I feel as though I’m quite silent. Otherwise it would be a lot of cut-off sentences consisting of, “What the…”, “Wow…”, “You’ve got to be kidding me…”, “Beautiful…”, “That is ridiculouse…”, “Did you see that?”, ” Jeeeeessssusss….”, “Cow”, “That smell….aghhhh.”

If everything I’ve ever known is order, India for me is most certainly chaos. It keeps me continually asking the question “What?” Sometimes really short snippy and pissed off. Sometimes genuinely inquisitive and seeking an honest answer. Sometimes very exhausted, ” Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaat?” In most cases the answer is blatantly apparent if not directly answered for me — simultaneously, as if the situation some how knew I was siting there saying, “What the *F!$^!?!”.