1 hour before I purchased a flight ticket for my son Harry to come home, from America,

for Christmas 2012 in New Zealand, my very generous mother,

decided the entire family are going with her on her last overseas trip abroad.

Brother Craig chose India; his "spiritual home".

There is no place I want to go to less,

but if I want to see my sons Luke and Harry at Christmas,

I have to go.

This blog will tell the tale ...from start to finish.

Will I love India or hate it?

Saturday, June 9, 2012

Advice from Gemma…

One of my favourite guests at the motel , tells me she lived in India for three years and I need to know a couple of things.

‘Hello’ in Punjabi and hindi. “ How do I know who is who?”

“Just ask they won’t mind “ she said.

Oh and the word for  ‘water’.

I hear white women faint in the Indian sun. That’ll be me…. For. Sure. Must add bottles of water to the ‘list for India’

 

 

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