Final Thoughts

India is an assault on the senses in every way imaginable and we will never be the same.

It is dirty and a drab brown punctuated with the most colourful saris I've ever seen.

It is ugly and beautiful.

It is crushingly disheartening and delightfully uplifting.

It is the most spiritual and the most material place I've ever been.

It contains the poorest of the poor and the richest of the rich within the same square metre.

It has no separation of urban and rural.

It gives and it takes.

It has cricket played in every spare lot in the manner you would see road hockey in Canada.

It has everything you could possibly conceive in a lifetime thrown together in one giant cosmic blender.

It creates an extreme appreciation for what we have... the alignment of karmic and cosmic influences that gave us the life, the bodies, the brains, the opportunities we've had just to have been born in Canada... do you realize how lucky you are?

Some final deep thoughts....

Perhaps travel cannot prevent bigotry, but by demonstrating that all peoples cry, laugh, eat, worry and die, it can introduce the idea that if we try and understand each other, we might even become friends. Maya Angelou

Certainly, travel is more than the seeing of sights; it is a change that goes on, deep and permanent, in the ideas of living. Miriam Beard

Though we travel the world over to find the beautiful, we must carry it with us or we find it not.
Ralph Waldo Emerson

A man travels the world in search of what he needs and returns home to find it.
George Moore

There's no place like home.
Dorothy