By this time our curiosity for the absurd was superbly satisfied. We came into this trip wanting an adventure, and I think we got more than we were expecting. Everyday we had someone in our face trying to sell us something/rip us off, take us on crazy drunken rides, show us burning bodies, take us to holy places... and most of all, we got something that you would never see in the culture we live in. At the airport, we were physically and mentally exhausted. But, looking back on India, it was hands down the gnarliest trip I've been on.
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I came home with some bruises and they actually increased as I got home... my heal started hurting so much that I almost couldn't walk on it. When i unpacked my bags, it had the smell of India encrusted on my belongings. Most unfortunate, the Mcdonald's plate that Hafer gave me shattered from the impact of jumping off a train. I'm believing that it saved my head from getting smashed... thanks Hafer!
About two days after I got back I wasn't feeling well and ended up going to the doctor (i think Shannon mentioned that he was also sick)... what now? malaria? septosis? A blood test was done but i never went back for the results and they never contacted me so I guess that means its not anything serious.
Other than fevers and scars... I have some kick ass stories. And this blog is getting finished almost a year later haha.
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That about sums it up. As mentioned, I also got sick a couple days after I got back, and I have one or two rashes that I should have probably gotten looked at. During the trip, Hahn and I both swore we would never come back to this part of the world. After about a month, we seriously talked about going back, and how much we missed the chaos. It was some of the most difficult backpacking I've done, but absolutely worth it. India is insane. I recommend it to all looking backpacking adventure. Next up will hopefully be Cambodia, Vietnam, and Thailand. Home of Sagat and his tiger uppercuts.
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