You know they say you can tune a guitar but you can't tuna fish. And they may be right, but whether you're tuning a fish or eating some out of a small tin my ass is in INDIA right now and it's hot and humid and the cars are churning out some arythmic experimental horn pop 1000 beats per minute.
So anyways now i'm here and i'll use this blog as a recording device. To those who are about to read this I salute you. I'm gonna read it, so why shouldn't you?
Alright some quickie stories to relate: flight from Incheon to Mumbai was greatest flight ever. For the sole reason that it was Chinese new year and I had like 35 000th row seats. Seriously though, it was mind melting. The entire earth was some an ecstatic random strobe light. Entire cities sparkled, it was a surreal sight, those Chinese know how to blow things up. For the 4 or so hours it took to fly over China it was an unending spasm of explosions and little tiny trees of light.
Met a cool couple in Vancouver and am already randomly bumping into them wherever I go, their itinerary mirrors mine. I have no set plans to meet them in Goa but have no doubt I will. I love travel mojo magic.
Last one, was in a taxi in the midst of a jam, looking outside I see a woman literally beating on her small 3 year old child. It was shocking. She just bam phwacked her twice and held her hand up again when the child ran away, in the middle of traffic. The woman just watched her go with a menacing look in her eyes. Than, she turned her head and noticed me in the back of the cab. Immediately she turned on the charm; she needed to eat. No way I was giving a rupee to her, but she tried. She smiled seductively, tapping her hand on the glass while gesturing she was starving. Wow.
Got some exciting news but i'll wait to unload that little tidbit another time. I've been here 10 hours, and the time has reached beer o'clock.
Intestines feel normal.
Adios.
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