{"id":1851,"date":"2018-02-17T13:34:46","date_gmt":"2018-02-17T12:34:46","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/priscimon.com\/blog\/?p=1851"},"modified":"2025-10-30T11:19:12","modified_gmt":"2025-10-30T10:19:12","slug":"a-wonderful-trip-to-india","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/priscimon.com\/blog\/2018\/02\/17\/a-wonderful-trip-to-india\/","title":{"rendered":"A wonderful trip to India"},"content":{"rendered":"\n
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Growing up in Mauritius where more than half of the population are of Indian descent and being used to Indo-Mauritian customs give you a sense of familiarity with India. Countless travel shows and documentaries, and the ability to google any information you need about the country further reinforce the sentiment. But, my trip to Hyderabad and New Delhi earlier this month taught me that India was much more than I had imagined.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

When you’re there, India is about having spicy dishes for breakfast, lunch, and dinner; it is about being bewildered by the cacophonous and chaotic flow of cars, motorcycles, auto-rickshaws, and pedestrians, and wondering how anyone managed to navigate that; and, it is about watching your Indian hosts use English to converse because India is so vast that they do not even speak the same\u00a0 language and that it will never be possible for you\u2014a foreigner\u2014to know India fully.<\/p>\n\n\n\n