There's a big wide world out there: 1 - India
For some time now I've been wanting to write a blog about my experiences of 'the big wide world' - and more importantly the people I have met - and the more I think about it, the more things I want to write about. So I've decided it's going to be (at least) a two-parter. Here we go with part one - which is about India. Sorting out some things at my mother's house recently, I came across a bundle of letters which I had sent home on various occasions. It included some letters from my first trip to India in December 1988. Here's where we begin: 'We had a reasonable flight over. Arrived in Bombay about 5pm (by the time we left the airport) and got a taxi to the address we'd been given. The taxi ride was quite an experience. It was just about rush hour and there was so much to take in. Just the sheer numbers of people all out on the streets, some obviously living on the streets, some just going home etc. A young woman with a baby came up to us to beg whil