INDIA - Mumbai, Goa and Kerala - 2009

India 2009, was our second big trip and one of the most intense...

India, is a mix of various emotions, emotions that, run through us all the time we are there. Both transmits us a feeling of happiness and beauty, as well as despair and anger...

Beauty in the overall concept of life, is a very subjective feeling. Something invisible, that each of us builds and defines as we grow as people. Depending of our emotional state and surrounding situations, not everything is beautiful, not everything is ugly, and India is a mix of both things...

"In the great battles of life, the first step to victory is the desire to win."       Mahatma Gandhi 

About India and travel preparation...

There are few places in the world that mark us most, than India. Home to over 1,300 million souls. 3,287,00 km2 of sub-continental geographical area. 2 official languages (Hindi / English), 21 other officially recognized languages and dozens of other languages and dialects. 4 great religions and a immensity of many others. Ancient cradle of the oldest civilizations and human cultures, make India a unique place in the world and one of the most attractive to visit...

Two weeks on land, where cows are sacred...

 2009, was at the climax of the financial crisis in Europe and beyond. We and like of many other Portugueses and citizens of the world, were living a period called the "Financial Squeeze" after many years of fat cows... Given the apparently "Apocalyptic" scenario, we decided "irresponsibly" leave everything behind and go two weeks as far as possible and that our money allowed. Situation this that came to reveal more responsible and sensible than saving that same money, in any bankrupt, or in disastrous investments... 


From the Philippines, to India...                                                                                                                                                                               After having been in Philippines two years before, going to India, didn't seem to me any "Boogeyman"... and in true it wasn't, but gives a miserable cold in the belly and some headaches. However much information and preparation can be obtained and assimilated, everything in India, can happen contrary to what we can plan... but, it is worth it. 

Soul Traveller... 

As a temporary traveler of a particular place, search to concentrate on some pre-established zones and explore these places within the time available. Long before the start of the trips, I make a more or less meticulous preparation about the country I am going to visit. In the case of India, it took a few months to prepare the trip... besides the passport, valid on time, to deal with visas, traveler's medical consultation and vaccination. India has terrible tropical diseases, so it should not be facilitated. Passport and visas, not either...

A matter of designation...                                                                                                                                                              Personally, I don't like to call myself a Tourist... I like before designate myself, as a Traveler. A traveler, temporary. Someone who is temporarily in a certain place in the world and who tries to enjoy the best of those places...

Traveling in India in a personal way and independently of Travelers, is not a very easy situation there... Unfortunately most Indians, see us as a very desirable target to constantly slaughter with their skills and tricks in the art of withdraw much money as possible in everything they make us, or sell... in some situations, becames quite unnerving. It is unpleasant the fact they think that all Westerners who visit their country, are all rich and as such if they are there, they can be completely plucked... I understand poverty, I don't understand indifference.

It's said about India, that only after some time of being there, begin to gain some emotional immunity... I can't stop thinking and agree in part with this theory, because it really takes us some time adapt to social hegemony and understand part of the complex society, which is India. In that part of the Earth Globe, the millenary social stratification still prevails. Poverty (more than 800 million) is the corrosion that erodes body and soul, which transforms men into human beasts and take us to question our own existence and the way we view the world and others...

Tourism in India, in my opinion...                                                                                                                                              A good part of tourism in India, is made by two main categories and one sub-category, of Tourists... Backpackers and Tycoons, are part of the two main categories. I am the sub-category...

Backpackers; poor people, usually young people, with spirit and thirst for adventure. These of homo sapiens sapiens species, apparently exotic, have almost all the time of the world to travel... As a rule, they are completely indifferent to cow shit on the ground, like mines ready to explode on their feet. The flies and everything that smells bad, is no problem for them either... Just as they also have the bad idea to enjoy everything and with pleasure, as who lives the best dream of life... crazy people!

"Tycoons"; old and young, rich... these are part of another species, yet to be defined... They usually ramble the Olympian Gods, like who wants to leave an invisible mark nowhere... are, as a rule, sophisticated and love selfies. This beautiful speciesis is practically unable to decide what to do, out of their natural environment. For this reason, regularly resort to buy of tour packages, of more or less personalized, very expensive and almost always very limited in time and social interaction, but full of "l`amore". In such sumptuous conditions visiting India, is usually the pinnacle maximum of exotic pleasure. Who doesn't like, or wish, to stay in beautiful Golden Palaces and live the "Thousand and One Nights"...? For these "fortunate", India, is just pleasure. From Indian society, they carry only smiles and the smell of incense. The smells bad and the poors, are almost always far from their idyllic routes...

Sub-category; humps species without feathers, with a strong tendency to survive the existence of being someone... we, in both times we were there,went the rare sub-species of "homo sapiens sapiens occidentalis", in India. The one Traveler, who suffers and suffers, at the hands of those "demons"... and who likes to suffer, for stupidity or spiritual masochism... Or maybe for the simple fact of wanting to love what one hardly loves, but really want to, love... India, is like a magnet. First, impel us and then attract us...

Observations:
Positive; from Portugal, it is possible to get a great price for plane tickets, (Mumbai or New Delhi) depending on the advance in buying the tickets online...                                    Negative; The visa is mandatory for citizens of Portugal and is expensive. What saves on tickets, spend on visas...

Note: to aconites (Aconitum napellus) and unloved ones, who are most likely to excommunicate my website and my "Persona".                                                                      I hate hypocrisy. I can't see light where darkness reigns, nor can I dazzle the sun, just for the pleasure of seeing apocalyptic chaos in all that shines... the truth, is the truth and it's worth it... I love India, one day I'm going there again, but I saw and felt a lot that I didn't like...