dirty hippies
Dang dang. The dirty hippies are everywhere. Especially in Mumbai train stations under the ticket window with the giant sign that says FOREIGN TOURISTS . One dirty hippie sat underneath the ticket window in his tie-dyed pants and meditated. Good to know people like that are still flocking to India. This is why we need to phase in a new India travel subculture. Guest appearances by those sick of winter and the real world as more than welcome to join this new travel scheme.
I just spent a week in Hyderabad, which looks a lot like Sunset Boulevard. It has the same awful traffic and spread out feel of Los Angeles, but with more Indians and less burritos. To this end, I have figured out what LA needs: auto rickshaws. Serious.
On another note, I like that I can make plans that consist of "Nick, I'll meet you in India" and it works.
4 Comments:
hello, this is jon. i am touching a computer. i liked your in depth-on the scene-exclusive-tell all report- from the front lines-behind enemy lines. i'm stupid.
we had rain/frozen rain/wet shit that freezes on impact/slush storm three days ago, and it's still stuck to the ground and anywhere things stick to. sucks. the sun is useless. my car overheats but still works every day. i found Mumbai on a map. looks warm.
5:56 PM
jecca,
i hope you and nick found a hut and/or tree house in Goa. paris so far is fab. nicki says hello.
rock over london, rock over chicago, maxwell house good to the last drop.
sheelar.
4:00 AM
Jecca-
These cubes miss you bad. Are any of these dirty hippies heading to Nepal soon to plant trees? Let us hope.
Awaiting your return,
j
2:34 PM
So hippies, feral dogs, and rickshaws are all well and good, but the ever-fickle stateside audience segment wants monkeys, and I do mean monkeys. The playful and chirpy kind, not the shrieking and infected variety. If they fetch you and Nick drinks, so much the better.
a$
11:47 PM
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