The Bucket List.

The term "bucket list" was coined by a movie of an odd old buddies, Morgan Freeman and Jack Nicholson. It told the story of pursuing to do the stuff that you've been dreaming of doing in your life. So people start listing things to do, the desires of the heart, best before you die.

Seems this generation has travel as a big thing. Including me. I love traveling. If money isn’t a requirement and the job isn’t something that provide that luxury I’d be on the road all the time. Or maybe not. After a full month traveling (which is the longest I’ve been), I kinda missed my bed, and tired of the packing-unpacking, especially tired of wearing the same 8 clothes and 4 pairs of pants again and again.

The list I got to cross out this time was INDIA. 

Aahhhh India… where do I begin?

It started with a chat with a friend of mine, from one topic to another we came to a decision to travel to India together, for a month. We picked the month, and the next meeting we bought our tickets. We had a few months to prepare and book the rest of the journey. The fun of choosing places to visit, stuff to do, it was just exciting, seeing your dream started to materialized.

Come November, we were all ready and prepared and excited! Accommodations were booked, inland transportation also. We decided to fly for any train trip that exceeds 12 hrs. It’s just a waste of time. Booking train was challenging as we’re abroad, no local number which was required. Good thing my friend has a good Indian friend there and was willing to help us with the booking, and we could repay her when we’re there. Awesooomme! That’s the benefit of having friends in places we want to go. :)

In the whole month we visited 11 cities, countless historical places such as palaces, religious places,and  many other interesting places. We trailed from the south, Chennai, up to Hyderabad, up again to Rajasthan and ended up in Delhi. Like a friend of mine said, while visiting a country it’s always good to visit the capital city. Correct.

Some of my next postings will be Indian-related. Travel a month gave so much ideas to write. What we saw, what we ate, the whole experience the senses had. But all in all I can’t pretend I understand and know India. There’s so much still to be seen and learn. The culture is diverse from one area to another. I suppose India is not crossed out completely, sort of half way, since I still want to come back. Someday, sometime, on a good day.