I travelled to New Delhi, Jaipur, Rajhastan, Goa, Bangalore, and Tamil Nadu in 2011.
I hated every fucking minute of that country. It smelled so fucking loud there, lots of open raw sewage, very different interpretation of personal space, if you are non Indian you’ll be followed around by scammers trying to pretend to be your tour guide or sell you things.
You’d see huge marble houses that were very ornate and their next door neighbour would be lying on the ground underneath a thrown together tin tent structure. The wealth inequality was sickening.
I would absolutely never return to that country/subcontinent for the rest of my life. Once was more than enough.
I couldn’t agree more - I felt ashamed when I looked at the beautiful hotel I was staying in (business trip), after seeing a father kiss his kids goodbye under the makeshift tarpaulin tent they lived in, on the side of a busy, noisy, smelly road.
Only place that was (somehow) worse was Bangladesh. Same wealth inequality problems as India, but the blatant abuse of the poor was completely on show. I saw police beating beggars on the side of the road, after they knocked on windows of cars, asking for money.
Oh you’ve reminded me of all the police stops for bribes. That to me was so fucking wild. Police pull you over and ya gotta hand them money or else they’ll give you a hard time.
Very much. It was a big culture shock. I was genuinely bewildered at some of the living conditions people had. It was really messed up. That, paired with seeing the visible caste system in real life. Dalits stooped low and disfigured sweeping the streets with brooms but built entirely out of sticks.
I travelled to New Delhi, Jaipur, Rajhastan, Goa, Bangalore, and Tamil Nadu in 2011.
I hated every fucking minute of that country. It smelled so fucking loud there, lots of open raw sewage, very different interpretation of personal space, if you are non Indian you’ll be followed around by scammers trying to pretend to be your tour guide or sell you things.
You’d see huge marble houses that were very ornate and their next door neighbour would be lying on the ground underneath a thrown together tin tent structure. The wealth inequality was sickening.
I would absolutely never return to that country/subcontinent for the rest of my life. Once was more than enough.
I couldn’t agree more - I felt ashamed when I looked at the beautiful hotel I was staying in (business trip), after seeing a father kiss his kids goodbye under the makeshift tarpaulin tent they lived in, on the side of a busy, noisy, smelly road.
Only place that was (somehow) worse was Bangladesh. Same wealth inequality problems as India, but the blatant abuse of the poor was completely on show. I saw police beating beggars on the side of the road, after they knocked on windows of cars, asking for money.
Oh you’ve reminded me of all the police stops for bribes. That to me was so fucking wild. Police pull you over and ya gotta hand them money or else they’ll give you a hard time.
Oh. It’s really bad experience 😅
Very much. It was a big culture shock. I was genuinely bewildered at some of the living conditions people had. It was really messed up. That, paired with seeing the visible caste system in real life. Dalits stooped low and disfigured sweeping the streets with brooms but built entirely out of sticks.
It felt like another planet to me.
This is what puts me off going, the poverty. Pity because I’d love to go for all the great vegetarian food, but I can get a lot of that here
Food is subjective but I found Indian food in India was very watery. I much prefer North American Indian food.