Finally after six years of delays I chucked my U.S. life, packed my bags and boarded Air India. $300.00, no job and four bags of couldn't be left behind belongings. I had heard all the arguments against coming , poor 3rd world country, overcrowded and totally different. I couldn't wait to get here, call it a midlife crisis or clearing my bucket list, either way I did it.
.My first stop was New Delhi. The sights, sounds and smell of food was nearly overwhelming, so was my first experience with Indian traffic. Kudos to the drivers here, how they master this is beyond Me. After a great meal, another new friend and a few hours sleep at the Hotel Delhi Aerocity I was on a plane to Coimbatore.
The people at home were correct on India being totally different. There is absolutely no comparison between Indian people and Americans. Here a total stranger will help you carry your bags, get you on the right train, show you how to us the ATM here and feed you as well. Also, here older people are valued for their knowledge and experience and people have a genuine interest in getting to know you.
I also have to give thanks to Facebook, without it I would not have made the amount of talented and wonderful friends I am so blessed to have here. George Samuel and Sarath Sasikumar met me at the Coimbatore airport and took me to my first destination. Beautiful Kotagiri in the Nilgiris Mountains, home of my sister Lakshmi. What a place to stay while recovering from the trip and adjusting to Indian life, wonderful crisp air, busy shops and color everywhere. Wood smoke, morning mist, monkeys and the call to prayer started each day, My first week was more than I had hoped for.
Now I am in Kochi, Kerala State. What an extraordinary place, so diverse, busy and colorful that it takes a while to adjust. It is growing so fast it seems impossible, schools, new businesses and apartment building everywhere. Here is where I will be for a while, working with the The Westford School of Management I will be teaching "soft skills" and helping students perfect their English language skills as well. I am indeed in "Gods Country" now and one step closer to heaven itself.
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.My first stop was New Delhi. The sights, sounds and smell of food was nearly overwhelming, so was my first experience with Indian traffic. Kudos to the drivers here, how they master this is beyond Me. After a great meal, another new friend and a few hours sleep at the Hotel Delhi Aerocity I was on a plane to Coimbatore.
The people at home were correct on India being totally different. There is absolutely no comparison between Indian people and Americans. Here a total stranger will help you carry your bags, get you on the right train, show you how to us the ATM here and feed you as well. Also, here older people are valued for their knowledge and experience and people have a genuine interest in getting to know you.
I also have to give thanks to Facebook, without it I would not have made the amount of talented and wonderful friends I am so blessed to have here. George Samuel and Sarath Sasikumar met me at the Coimbatore airport and took me to my first destination. Beautiful Kotagiri in the Nilgiris Mountains, home of my sister Lakshmi. What a place to stay while recovering from the trip and adjusting to Indian life, wonderful crisp air, busy shops and color everywhere. Wood smoke, morning mist, monkeys and the call to prayer started each day, My first week was more than I had hoped for.
Now I am in Kochi, Kerala State. What an extraordinary place, so diverse, busy and colorful that it takes a while to adjust. It is growing so fast it seems impossible, schools, new businesses and apartment building everywhere. Here is where I will be for a while, working with the The Westford School of Management I will be teaching "soft skills" and helping students perfect their English language skills as well. I am indeed in "Gods Country" now and one step closer to heaven itself.
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