A Long Way From Home.

On Friday the 20th of March I headed off from Lara for my first overseas trip to Chennai India. The day started off well and went from strength to strength. The flight was perfect. The experience is amazing and to those who know me will be shocked that this has been (so far) fearless. Wandering around Changi airport, in Singapore like a seasoned tourist, well I thought I Looked seasoned maybe they all new different. Then onto the connecting flight to India. I read watched out the window and slept my way through 16 hours. It was so good to get off the plane and walk through the airport to the awaiting Megan and Eliza. Smells and sights that I was expecting but shocked by. What everyone had told me was true and now I can pass this onto the next person to do this for the first time.
Here we go, I am just loving the roller coaster ride of the days. Yes, I have shopped, which IS experiencing India, eaten food which I would usually not and walked in areas without a worry. The people are everywhere. Oh my goodness there are soooooo many people around everywhere you go. Getting second looks from all these people who I give second looks to. It's hard to imagine that I am the unusual looking one when I'm looking out at these unusual, to my eyes, people. The huge population of amazingly beautiful Indian men, and women that look so bright at graceful in the bright Sari's. It makes me gaze with amazement. I try very hard not to stare but I can't help it. The people, the cars, the motor bikes and don't forget the cows. Now all I need is the I love India t-shirt. Stay posted. Bye for now.

The arrival
My sisterchick and I

Me and my arrival Rangoli, (Indians use these to bless there homes and ward off evil.) Didn't stop me getting in though.