It’s a colourful world we live in

We’ve decided not to go to India for the Holi festival. The costs were adding up very quickly and when we stopped to think about it we didn’t want to be rushing around trying to fit in a festival just because.

In our investigations though I did do a bit of research about the Holi festival and it’s meanings. Good old wikipedia told me that “The festival has many purposes; most prominently, it celebrates the beginning of Spring. In 17th century literature, it was identified as a festival that celebrated agriculture, commemorated good spring harvests and the fertile land. Hindus believe it is a time of enjoying spring’s abundant colours and saying farewell to winter. To many Hindus, Holi festivities mark the beginning of the new year as well as an occasion to reset and renew ruptured relationships, end conflicts and rid themselves of accumulated emotional impurities from the past.” (taken straight from wikipedia) So if I am to focus on the most prominent purpose of the Holi festival being the beginning of Spring then I don’t need to go to India to celebrate Spring’s abundant colours because if I was to take a screen shot of our Instagram posts I could see so many colours, if not more simply in the places we visit each day.

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Just a quick look at our Instagram.

Of course it isn’t the same as being at the festival but I am happy with simply enjoying the colours this world has to offer each day and I don’t feel like I will regret the decision we’ve made. How can I regret not going to one place when I’ll see more of the world than the average person? I count myself lucky to be in the position I am in and I know we won’t get to see everything this colourful world has to offer but we sure as hell will see a lot of it and I’m so happy with that.

love, a colour happy B xxx

Beautiful Boracay

2 flights, many tricycle rides and a ferry ride later we arrived in Boracay. As soon as we checked into our accommodation we walked straight down to the doctors so Mark could get his foot checked as some of the sea urchin stings were starting to get red and puffy. Turns out though that there isn’t really anything you can do about from cut and pick at each sting without anaesthetic which I could have done myself had Mark let me. We left after Mark got a shot of something and some other prescriptions that came in the form of a scrap piece of paper with the names of the medications on it.

Boracay itself is extremely small when you consider how much they have managed to squeeze onto the island. There are so many hotels here and even more being built. Restaurants and bars are everywhere and so many stalls and shops. It is a lot more touristy than El Nido but it is set up well that we didn’t mind at all. In fact we probably preferred it. If we wanted to be around people we could head in the main part of town, but if we preferred to be by ourselves we just stayed at our accommodation and hung out in the rooftop hammock or patio.

There are so many different beaches here and they are all so picturesque. They are exactly what you see when you google Boracay. I’m glad we came.

  

 
We’ve used the past few days here in Boracay as a really laid back and relaxing holiday. The weather here has been so hot that we have been hanging out at our accommodation most mornings and venturing outside for lunch and the afternoon. Andy, one of our hosts told us we were definitely on island time.

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You could definitely check out all of the activities on Boracay…We were too relaxed to try anything of the sort
Andy and Stephen have been great throughout our stay and I feel like they have made our time here more enjoyable especially when they invited us to celebrate Stephen’s birthday with them. They had a roast pig, which the locals call a lechon as well as a banquet full of food. It was so nice of them to invite us. The food was amazing and we got cake for desert, which for us backpackers was a real treat. First time in 2 weeks I’ve eaten desert and I love desert!

Yesterday just after breakfast Mark got a message from a guy we met in India inviting us to celebrate Holi Festival with him and his family in Jaipur. In a normal circumstance I wouldn’t rush back to India but we thought it would be a great experience so we spent the morning looking into it. I don’t’ think we will end up going though and the cost is quite huge and some of the experiences from other travellers in previous years haven’t been so positive so I don’t think we will regret not going. We will look into a bit more though before we decide.

love, a very relaxed, B xxx

Oh I Am Grateful

I have been overseas before this trip. I have travelled to parts of Asia & Europe and have always gone home after each trip grateful for that first shower with clean water and that first night’s sleep in my bed.

India is different though. I have never before felt this grateful for my life back home after just a few weeks in another country. 

I’m grateful for clean water.
I’ve always known we’ve been lucky to have such great water in Melbourne. In my previous trips to Asia I’ve always drank bottled water and noticed the tap water was never as clean as back home but never have I been in a shower and thought that a weird smell was not coming in through the window but was actually the water. 

I’m grateful for Mark.
Most of the things I’ve been able to experience in my adult life is a credit to him. I’m lucky that he wakes up every morning and asks how I slept. He offers to carry one of my backpacks when we’ve been walking for a while – even though he’s already got 2 of his own. 

I’m grateful for my parents.
Speaking to our Honcho Ashu I learnt a lot about just how different life in India can be compared to life in Australia I’m grateful that my parents let me live a free life and that I’ve been able to chose my own path. 

I’m grateful for my brothers and their girlfriends. 
Recently I’ve noticed just how much unspoken respect we have for each other and how lucky we are to have this. I think this is a credit to our parents. 

I’m grateful for my job.
Not that I am still employed anywhere, but I am grateful for the job I had and the job I will hopefully have when I get back. There were so many people living on the streets here because there is no work for them. 

I’m grateful for Australia.
We’ve been asked a fair bit about how things work in Australia and when we have told people I’ve realised how great Australia is and I’ve found we almost start apologising for the opportunities we have simply from being an Australian.

B, xxx

Incredible India

1 County down. 

India has been full on. I’ve never experienced anything like it before and a part of me is happy I’ve left but another part feels like there is more to India than what we saw. The north and south parts of the country are so different to each and I definitely preferred the south to the north. The South of India was so much more laid back than the north.

India is enormous and I think you could spend weeks in India sightseeing and learning about the varied history of the country. Just as you could spend time learning about the history you could spend so much time learning about all of the different cultures within India.

The sites and some of the landscapes are truly breathtaking but while there I was often disappointed at how much rubbish and dirt there was everywhere. At the same time I was also mesmerised by the pure joy simple things such as kite flying can bring to an whole family and entire town.

I think overall India is packed full of diversity in every part of life. From the diverse history, cultures, traditions and attitudes to the jam-packed cities and wide open countryside it really is an Incredible place to experience.

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Such tourists with our cameras and cross body bags.

Golden Triangle

When we arrived in Delhi from Bangalore on Monday we walked to our hotel and one thing I’m starting to realise is that the nicer hotels have better pillows. At the Holiday Inn at Delhi International Airport they have a pillow menu. They give you the option of soft or firm pillows, I picked firm and would have happily fought Mark for it but luckily they provided 2 of each. Pillows alone can change my entire mood. I had the best night’s sleep in Delhi and woke up nice and rejuvenated.

Before we came to India I always thought the Taj Mahal was in Delhi, but it’s not. It’s about 4 hours away in Agra, so we hired a driver who arrived Tuesday morning and we left in the morning and arrived in Agra at 12.00pm.

Before going to see the Taj Mahal we went to see Agra Fort which was quite amazing, but the Taj Mahal is just something else. It was quite surreal standing there and looking at it. While standing there I thought “I’ve made it to the Taj Mahal”. I tried to stand there for as long as possible to take it all in but it was so hard with the amount of people there constantly knocking into me and pushing past. I don’t think I will ever go back but I’m glad I made it there in the first place. 

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Tourist Shot

Yesterday we drove to Jaipur from Agra so that we could visit a few other sites and be even bigger tourists. Jantar Mantar was one of the sites we went to and it was quite amazing. It’s the Unesco historical Astronomical Observatory in Jaipur. It has a range of different instruments used to measure the heavens. 

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Jaipur Sundial

Later last night on our way to dinner we met a lovely boy, Dhruva who helped us explain to the tuk-tuk driver where we needed to go. As we were hopping into the tuk-tuk he invited us back to his house for chai. After dinner we stopped back at his house and met his family and had chai thanks to our Indian sim card (It has made this trip so much easier).

His grandmother runs a school on the bottom level of the house free of charge to anyone who cannot afford to go to any of the other schools in town. His grandmother and grandfather had 3 sons who all live at the house with their wives and children. 20 people in total live there. They were so lovely and definitely improved our view on what India had been. After chai one of the granddaughters drew henna on my hands while Mark went up to the rooftop. We were meant to only stay for an hour but were there for 2.5 hours. They invited us back in the morning.

We went around there at 8am this morning so that they could show us how to fly kites – after all it was the first day of the Annual Kite Flying Tournament. It was quite amazing to watch and learn and see how something so simple can still carry on with all of the younger generations. After over staying again we raced back to our hotel to meet our driver. He took us to Amer Fort and then we stopped by the Kite Flying Tournament where the day was just beginning with performances by local artists. 

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Mark attempting to fly a kite

We are now in the car on our way back to Delhi. A part of me is looking forward to getting to Bangkok but after meeting Dhruva a part of me wants to stay in India a while longer. I think this may happen a fair bit on our trip…

Much love, B xxx

Majestic

It’s amazing how much of a difference an airport makes to first impressions. Bangalore’s airport is so clean and new I had a great first impression. When we walked out to the city bus line and got on the bus it was so clean and new as well. 20 points for Griffandor, I mean Bangalore. (Sorry, I watched Harry Potter for the millionth time last night) as we got closer to the city it started to look a lot like the rest of India has so far.

Our hotel is super simple and is in a part of town called Majestic, (I would say it is anything but majestic) however, our hotel has probably the best water pressure and heat we’ve come across so far in our stay in India. One thing I’ve noticed as well is that from afar everything looks clean and neat, as you get closer though you realise that it’s not as clean as you thought and you begin to question what level on sanitisation you will need to provide yourself. That’s not just here, it’s been everywhere.

I like it here though. Yesterday we went to Toit, a micro brewery which was good. I would recommend it if you ever happen to find yourself in Bangalore, however do expect crowds and a wait. We were so tired though after getting up early and flying here that we didn’t do much last night – I watched Harry Potter and Mark slowly began to watch it as well!

Today was good. We slept in, had super long showers under nice hot water and then went out for the day. We went to a cake shop first which I compare to an Italian one back home. The one back home has a name but we just call it Lina’s. Whenever an order has been put through at Lina’s Mark always offers to go pick it up. He has learnt to take the money mum gives him for the cake and use the change to buy himself a coffee and cannoli. We know to never expect him back in under an hour. The cake shop today was the Indian version. We got ourselves a piece of cake each and then bought a few small deserts to try. They had very interesting tastes and were really sweet. Not that I’m a chef or anything but it seems like they use a lot of almond meal, sugar and butter. I’m probably wrong though.

To work off the cakes we ate we thought we would walk to Bangalore Palace. We didn’t. We got a tuk-tuk instead. The Palace looked really amazing from the front. I would live there if I could, not that I know what it was like on the inside. We walked in and then realised we couldn’t go any further unless we bought a ticket and we couldn’t be bothered spending 460Rupee (AUD$11.50) each to stay inside on such a nice day so we smiled and left. I imagine it would be nice inside if you’ve got the time.

 

 

From here we walked to a pub which, when we walked inside we were told was closed even though there were tables of people in there. This is like one of those times when you feel like you’re not cool enough to be somewhere. Anyway, a couple of levels up there is another pub. Beers were cheap, food was good and cheap. We stayed for hours. We were so happy we found this one and it seemed much better than the other one downstairs and even better than the one we went to yesterday. While there we got speaking to the manager who was super helpful  and told us a few tips and tricks, one of them being India’s version of Uber, Olacabs. They have Uber in India but he said that Olacabs was more prominent in Bangalore so we signed up then and there and gave it a try. We paid the same as what we would have probably been charged in a tuk-tuk and were in a car with proper windows and doors which meant we didn’t have to cover our noses and mouths from the dust and fumes which we do in a tuk-tuk.

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Our normal get-up for a tuk-tuk ride

On our way back to our hotel we stopped at the market so I could buy myself some kameez to wear to fit in with the locals. I don’t know what they will look like on but I’ll be sure to laugh at myself if I look hilarious.

We are off to Delhi tomorrow and only have a few more days left in India. It’s taken me, and Mark, a lot longer to adjust here than it normally does when we travel. Normally we can adjust to another country within a couple of days whereas here it took so much longer, and now that we have adjusted we will be leaving. We have a lot of sightseeing to do in the next couple of days and I’m glad we are seeing them at the end of our stay. I feel like we will appreciate them more…

Until next time, B xxx

 

I’m more enlightened than you

We arrived in Kochi, surprisingly only half an hour behind schedule, considering we were delayed by over 2 and a half hours. I didn’t sleep the best on the train which has so far been normal and ok. It doesn’t really bother me. What did grind my gears a bit this time was that before we had arrived I had a train worker grab at my foot and shake me. He wanted me to give back the sheets, pillow and blanket you get given on the train, so as I was slowly unwrapping myself from my cocoon sheet I realised he had already started to pull the train sheet out from underneath me. He meant business.

Before we left for our trip we did a quick last minute shop at Kathmandu. A spare of the moment purchase of 2 cotton sleeping bag liners have been the best thing we’ve had with us this trip. Not just because it means we can be covered in our own sheet and not the ones the trains give us (we make up the bed with them as a protection so that our sleeping bag liners don’t get dirty – you can laugh at us – I do) but it also means that when we go to a hotel and realise that there are no sheets or blankets for us we can use our own.

This happened to us last night as we were getting ready for bed. After we had packed our bags ready for an early car trip to the airport we realised there wasn’t anything to cover us while we slept. I didn’t think this would be a problem as it’s super hot in Fort Kochi anyway but while we were trying to get to sleep Mark got up to get his own sheet to protect himself from the mosquitos. I then got worried that Mark would be protected and then I would be left vulnerable to the mosquitos. So of course, I got up and got mine. I fell asleep soon after thanks to our sleeping bag liners.

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Excuse the terrible photo, this was taken at 4am when we got up and realised how funny we looked.

Kochi was pretty laid back, we visited an old synagogue and old church while there and otherwise just walked around and chilled out. You can get good seafood in Kochi, so we tried to eat as much seafood as possible.

Mark noted, and commented a few times that the people in Kochi all looked like and acted like they were trying to out do each other. Below is his first input to the blog…

Everyone there is always trying to be more hardcore hippie than the previous. Every conversation we overheard or we were involved in was “I felt this” and “I feel that” “I believe this” “I believe in that”. And there we were watching stupid things on YouTube. Most of these people were mid to late 20 year old females who had broken up with their boyfriends and were now trying to ‘find themselves’ in the Spiritual land of India. Happy hunting lads.

We are at the airport now waiting for our flight to Bangalore- you can get 3o minutes free wifi if you’ve got an Indian mobile number. Luckily we bought a sim card back in Goa. One thing that surprised me about India was how terrible the internet is here. Finding half decent wifi makes us so happy now.

 

Our Honcho

So our train from Goa to Kochi is delayed. We are not sure when it is arriving so we decided to speak to our Honcho about his life. As previously mentioned we are using Vodkatrain to help us get around India. One of the good things about using them is the Honcho they provide. A Honcho is a local, usually a similar age to us, that they employe as our tour guide. Normally there would be a group of us on this tour, however this time around it’s just me and Mark which for us is a bonus because we get a private tour at the cost of a budget group tour. It’s also been a good way to get to know our Honcho well and get a better understanding of Indian culture.

Our Honcho is Ashwini, also know as Ashu. He is 27 years old, studied Tourism at university and he absolutely loves his job. He currently lives in Delhi as this is where his work is based but he is originally from Sirmour Village in the north of India.

We’ve heard the words “family system” a lot from Ashu as he has been explaining what life in India is like. He comes from, what we see is a fairly strict family, and he has told us that because he is an only child it is his responsibility to support his parents as his father is due to retire in the next couple of weeks. He told us that in metropolitan cities children don’t always do this anymore, but for him it is something that he has to do.

His father’s retirement is happening soon and he said that they will have guests over to celebrate. “I spoke to my mother and she said that 2600 guests have been invited” at this, both Mark and I stopped and I actually said to Ashu “Do you mean 2-6-0-0 or 2-6-0?” he laughed and told me that no it was in fact 2600 people that had been invited. There would be only vegetarian food which is all Ashu and his family eat – a sweet rice dish for desert, rice, lentils and vegetables for the main. His family would also provide alcohol for the guests even though they themselves don’t drink. From this, Mark, being Mark, tried to calculate how much rice alone would be needed. His calculations worked out that if 2600 people went to the celebration and each person ate 300grams of rice they would need around 900kgs-1000kgs, taking into account that Ashu told us some people go up 3-4 times and that the rice is also needed for the desert. Ashu estimated the cost of the food alone would be 30,000Rupee(AUD$750) which is one month of his father’s salary before he retires. When he retires he will receive a pension because he worked for the government for over 40 years, this will be around 12,000Rupee (AUD$300) a month.

From this he explained to us that weddings were another huge celebration where a similar number of people would be invited, if not more, and it was compulsory that there be a representative from each family, that was invited, to attend the wedding. As gifts go, he said that people would give money and there would be someone (usually an elder) there to record the gift and gift giver in a book. Ashu said that when it came time to attend a wedding of one of the guests they would open up the book to see how much money they gave and give at least the same, if not more.

He is not married and does not have a girlfriend as his parents will choose a wife for him. He expects he will be getting married in the next year or so. His parents asked him what he wanted most in a wife and they will go out and find someone they feel is appropriate. It’s not as simple as them picking a wife and getting married. Once the bride and groom have been agreed upon by both sets of parents they go to visit their priest who analyses their horoscopes. There are 36 points (or topics) which both the bride and groom’s horoscopes are scored on. They need to get a minimum of 21 to match for the marriage to go ahead. If the score falls below 21 they will not get married. So after everything, it comes down to your horoscope.

We learnt that a lot of the country still follows very rich traditions in their daily lives, however across the major cities these traditions are softer and people are slowly taking on customs from western culture.

Overall, speaking to Ashu has opened our eyes to just how different life here in India is compared to Australia. Especially when he asks us about what we do and our response is “Whatever makes us happy”. What we’ve learnt from Ashu is, I believe, his point of view of India and his take on India, drawing from his family, his traditions and his education. It has been fascinating speaking to him, but hopefully before we leave India we will be able to get some other perspectives on life here. 

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Clean clothes

It is so nice to have clean clothes. Back in Aurangabad I had hand washed some clothes in the sink so I was looking forward to having a few days somewhere where we could go get our clothes washed. Goa was this place.

Everyday on our way to the beach we would walk through a curve in the road which had washing lines everywhere with clean clothes on them to dry. We dropped our things off here when we arrived in Goa and picked them up this afternoon.

If you are in Candolim, Goa I would recommend going to see Ashu. He is a lovely man that charges what we thought was a minimal amount to wash and dry your clothes. 20Rupee for large items (AUD$0.50) and 10Rupee for small items (AUD$0.25).

If in Candolim, you need to be on Fort Aguada Road and turn up onto Bypass to Siquirem, if you keep walking up this road you can’t miss the washing lines – you can see them from down the road.

Our clothes were neatly folded in a pile when we walked into his workshop and he picked up our clothes so delicately it was as if he was picking up a baby. We happily paid him 300Rupee and took this photo of him which he was happy and super proud to stand for.

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it’s the simple things…. B xx

Sun, Sand & Saree

Ahh Goa. How I love you.

The train ride from Mumbai to Goa was pretty uneventful. I only slept about 3 hours because one of the downsides to being in a space that contains over 50 beds is that some people snore, and some people snore really loud. The train was delayed by 2 hours but apparently that’s not uncommon. A plus of getting on in Mumbai is that it’s the first point of call for that particular line and because it’s first point of the train gets cleaned. When we got on it smelt of bleach and disinfectant. I loved it.

Goa is just what we wanted. Quiet place to sit on the beach, eat, drink and tan. It’s what we have been doing the past few days. We’ve found a nice little beach shack called ‘Sun and Sand’ and as we walk in everyday they say “Hello Mark” and his reply is the typical Aussie “Hey Mate” they then laugh and bring us a menu. For Christmas Mark got a Aerobie frisbee which has kept us entertained every afternoon.

 

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One of the things we’ve noticed about Goa is the local dogs. They have been everywhere we’ve stopped in India but have never paid any attention to people. It’s different here in Goa, they follow you here and bark at you and growl. The other night as we were walking back from dinner this cute little dog started following us which was ok because it was cute but then it started to attract the attention of the other dogs. I didn’t like this as all I could think of was rabies. I had my rabies shots back home but was trying to remember what the doctor told us if we ever got bit. And then of course my mind was running… “Where was the hospital here, was it clean?” “would they use clean needles to give me a shot or would I have to pay extra for that?” And then to bring me back from my paranoia a dog started growling and charging at us. I was glad to get back to our hotel without a trip to the hospital.

In other parts of India we didn’t really see any kids trying to sell us anything, they would ask for money but wouldn’t sell us anything. It’s different here. There are kids everywhere trying to sell you something. They walk around in groups mainly trying to sell jewellery. The youngest we’ve met is a 3 year old who seemed to only know the same sentences which he kept repeating but after a while I showed him how to take a selfie with my phone and he laughed and smiled and wanted more. He was acting just how a little kid should be and it was nice to see him smile.

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It will be sad to leave here but we’ve got a little while left in India and we still haven’t made it to the Taj Mahal yet.