My Travels.

For me, Paris was absolutely amazing. Everything is SO old and SO beautiful and intricate. It was beautiful. I loved watching my Dad there. He "just felt at home." I really like that about that stretch of the trip, because he would randomly say things like: 'I sat in that cafe there 35 years ago,' or 'I just feel so comfortable here,' or 'I just love it here.' It was a lot of fun.
India was a completely different experience. It was absolutely shocking. We were completely immersed into the Indian culture. The food is very interesting, I think I could get used to it, but it is definitely not my first choice. We were able to see both sides of the spectrum of the classes there. We were with the brahmans, or the richer part of society, and yet we saw everyday, and walked by and were pierced with the poverty and situation of most of the people in the city. Those who have nothing. It really was a humbling experience, and one that makes one think about the gift granted to some and not others. Brings up the question: why? Of course, no answers. But it was a great experience. I really enjoyed it.
Oh, I found out (again) why the women wear a dot on their foreheads ... and those that are married wear one. It is also worn in times of joy and happiness. Actually while we walked through the temple I was adorned with one, I think that they thought that I was married. You see, they don't wear wedding rings, they were a symbolic necklace, which you can't really see with what they wear. So I was there, and they gave it to me. Dad teased that I must have gotten married in a Hindu temple. My response was that my Dad didn't give me away, but he retaliated by saying that he was there, so wasn't that good enough?! Anyways, that was a fun experience I had, I am very lucky.