What doesn't kill you...

...makes you stronger. This quote applies wonderfully to my trip to India...although, i am not sure, yet, whether it is not going to kill me. No, seriously, India is changing me...it teaches me to say "no" and to not let people take advantage of me, it pushes me out of my comfort zone and enjoy things for what they are. It has also taught me, once again, that there is a positive side to every situation, that there are small, wonderful surprises waiting for me when i least expect them. The past few days have been a series of delightful experiences. I had the chance to eat all kinds of oh-so-unhealthy-but-oh-so delicious street food in bangalore, got to drive in Delhi (man, i miss driving around), discovered the city's varied eating scene (from belgian waffles to cauliflower stuffed paratha's), was introduced to beautiful Sufi music, got my own top-five-must-see-hindi-movies-collection, asked for directions at least a 127 times (and still managed not to find Vatika City) in Gurgaon, relaxed at a wonderfully QUIET farmhouse (and got attacked by soooo many mosquitos), took my first indian railway overnight train (and had lots of chai...mmmm chai), rode on a camel, watched a sunset in the desert with a kingfisher beer in hand (!), enjoyed a quiet, breezy night, on the roof terrace of a colourful rajasthani hotel...and most importantly: met a few amazing and interesting people with whom i could share all this. Oh, and i almost forgot...I found the answer to life and the Universe! I think few things are better than traveling alone in a country like this!