I don’t often post real life stuff on here, but felt like doing so today. I recently traveled to India with my mom and sister, and spent a few jam-packed weeks doing everything from visiting family to spending a night on a houseboat!
After landing, our first few days were spent in my family’s hometown in Delhi. We reconnected with family, ate yummy street food to our heart’s content, shopped until we dropped, and thoroughly pampered ourselves.
Next stop: Mumbai (fka Bombay), Maharashtra for my cousin’s wedding! It was such a blast from start to end and I loved helping with the last minute prep, working on the dance we were going to perform at the sangeet, and attending all the wedding events. Being able to attend large family events in India is a privilege I don’t take lightly — I spent a lot of my younger years jealous of my American friends that saw their extended families so routinely, while I had to wait at least 3 years before my next reunion with my cousins, aunts & uncles, and grandparents. Thanks to more financial stability and things like WhatsApp, the time and distance no longer feel as much of an obstacle.
After the days of wedding festivities, we packed up our luggage and jetted down, further south, to the city of Kochi for a few days of vacation and sightseeing. Kochi is a port city located in the beautiful coastal state of Kerala. Over a period of 5 days, we spent time in historic Kochi, drove through the scenic hills of Munnar, wandered through tea estates and spice gardens, and relaxed on the network of canals in Alappuzha known as the Backwaters (see: aforementioned houseboat).
Finally, we flew back to Delhi to spend a couple more days with family before packing our luggage one last time for our return journey to the US. It was a trip for the books, and I’m definitely feeling the withdrawal.
