Less than two months after returning from Turkey (and it feels like even less, since I only finished blogging about the trip last week), I'm off to the other side of the world one more time.
A friend is getting married in Sri Lanka, and we seized the opportunity to do some more traveling. Why, I'm not exactly sure right now.
The bride is Sri Lankan but the groom is not, and the wedding will be traditional Sinhalese (no, I'm not sure what that means really, but it's most definitely a Sri Lankan thing). When I found out about the wedding I felt the need to show some solidarity with the guy having a wedding that has nothing to do with his culture on the opposite side of the world from his family.
I've been there, man. I feel your pain. Those Asians are apparently damn pushy.
And so we decided to make the trip. And hey, since we're there anyway and aren't likely to ever go back, why don't we see some of the country while we're at it? And hey, then why don't we go to India and visit the in-laws? And hey, since I fully expect the in-laws to complain about us being so close and yet not spending all the time with them, why don't they just join us in Sri Lanka too?
And that is how you talk yourself into a nearly three week vacation with your in-laws. Let that be a lesson.
We'll head first to Sri Lanka. Spend a few days seeing the sights (including an elephant orphanage!), a couple days chilling on a beach (the water is 80something degrees all year round), then head to the wedding.
After that it's off to India, where we'll visit the southern state of Kerala. Not sure what it's all about yet, but it's supposed to be beautiful and there's a wildlife sanctuary.
Then it's up to Goa, a former Portuguese colony that is quite the hot spot with drug addled party goers. And hubby's friends. A day or two there with friends, then back home to Pune for another day or two.
Then it's a train ride to Khambhat in the state of Gujarat, my mother-in-law's home town. Every year they have a kite festival that is supposed to be amazing, and this year we get to see it.
After 17 days, it's back to home sweet home. And likely not leaving again for the next two years.
I feel like I've spent more time on an airplane this year than anywhere else. But hey, seize the opportunity while it's here. If you wait for the "right time" you're never going to do anything.
See you in the new year!
A friend is getting married in Sri Lanka, and we seized the opportunity to do some more traveling. Why, I'm not exactly sure right now.
The bride is Sri Lankan but the groom is not, and the wedding will be traditional Sinhalese (no, I'm not sure what that means really, but it's most definitely a Sri Lankan thing). When I found out about the wedding I felt the need to show some solidarity with the guy having a wedding that has nothing to do with his culture on the opposite side of the world from his family.
I've been there, man. I feel your pain. Those Asians are apparently damn pushy.
And so we decided to make the trip. And hey, since we're there anyway and aren't likely to ever go back, why don't we see some of the country while we're at it? And hey, then why don't we go to India and visit the in-laws? And hey, since I fully expect the in-laws to complain about us being so close and yet not spending all the time with them, why don't they just join us in Sri Lanka too?
And that is how you talk yourself into a nearly three week vacation with your in-laws. Let that be a lesson.
We'll head first to Sri Lanka. Spend a few days seeing the sights (including an elephant orphanage!), a couple days chilling on a beach (the water is 80something degrees all year round), then head to the wedding.
After that it's off to India, where we'll visit the southern state of Kerala. Not sure what it's all about yet, but it's supposed to be beautiful and there's a wildlife sanctuary.
Then it's up to Goa, a former Portuguese colony that is quite the hot spot with drug addled party goers. And hubby's friends. A day or two there with friends, then back home to Pune for another day or two.
Then it's a train ride to Khambhat in the state of Gujarat, my mother-in-law's home town. Every year they have a kite festival that is supposed to be amazing, and this year we get to see it.
After 17 days, it's back to home sweet home. And likely not leaving again for the next two years.
I feel like I've spent more time on an airplane this year than anywhere else. But hey, seize the opportunity while it's here. If you wait for the "right time" you're never going to do anything.
See you in the new year!
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