My vision for this guide is to take the scary prospect of traveling to India alone for the first time and break it down into manageable steps – tangible tips that will help you feel less daunted.
Delhi
Notes on traveling alone as a woman in India.
I am all too aware that bad things happen in India, and that just because I was never groped does not mean that it doesn’t happen every day, to local and foreign women alike, but I am also aware of the intense warmth and beauty of the country.
In praise of small moments: A love affair with India in pictures
As far as I have found, a love for India isn’t wrapped up in any one city or any one experience. Instead, it’s a thousand little things that have slowly folded into each other, into one overwhelming love for this fascinating country.
“All of India is with her”: A Christmas prayer for Delhi.
It was an unlikely connection on Christmas night in Bangkok, a connection that bridged four countries, and as I showed Boo’s picture to the men in Delhi, telling them about the pin he was wearing, I felt grateful I could say: “All of the world is with her.”
On birthdays and candles left burning.
With that observation pointed out, as simple as it was profound, I realized how easy it is to take this world around me right now for granted. That differences like a candle left burning on a cake are always there; it’s just up to us to stay open and discover them.
Forty hours on the Brahmaputra Mail: On a train through India.
On a recent trip, I realized train travel is about slipping into a world that could only happen here – not on a plane – where strangers buy each other tea and hold their children and by the end of the journey, can call themselves friends.
Home sweet home in Delhi: A culinary adventure.
“The language of friendship is not words but meanings.” — Henry David Thoreau Anu greets me at the door with a hug and a kiss on each cheek. Before I can even take my shoes off or set my bag down, there’s a cool glass of fresh lemon soda in my hand–and the sugar-to-soda ratio … Read More
Finished? or, the end is just the beginning…
“Do not plan for ventures before finishing what’s at hand.” — Euripides It’s over. I can’t believe I can finally say those two words, but it’s true…we survived the Rickshaw Run! Citlalli and I rolled across the finish line last Thursday night at precisely 6.35pm–24th out of 72 teams! Not bad, considering we were one … Read More








