Coming to India

The picture above is of the famous Gateway to India on the oceanfront in Mumbai. This is my first time visiting India, and I am both excited and apprehensive. I am excited because the country offers plenty of history, both natural and manmade. I am apprehensive because I am traveling alone in a country that I am not familiar with and I haven’t had a chance to do a good job planning. I have done some reading and I got my e-visa and a hotel for the first two days, but that is the extent of my planning.

By good fortune, my nephew has a good friend named Urvi who is a Princeton-in-Africa fellow living in the same town as Scott. My first night in Kenya I had dinner with her and we talked about India, where she was born, and where her parents currently live. She put me in touch with her mum, as she calls her, and said her mother has an agent she works with and that between the two of them I would receive good advice. So we have been communicating since then and we will see how this part of the adventure goes. It is impossible to see it all in the time I have allotted, really even in a lifetime, but hopefully I will get a taste and be able to present some of the highlights here in the posts that follow.