I hate returning from vacations. I mean, I guess no one likes it, but I really, really hate it. I love the feeling of disconnect when I'm away. Sure, I still go online and check in here and there, but mostly, I just love being steeped in another lifestyle far, far away. Adapting like a local and pretending for a few days that I'm starting over in a new place. I think there's always a small comfort in the unfamiliarity of foreign surroundings. I was gone for about three weeks and...well, there's a lot to process. This year's itinerary was both humbling and inspiring, also wildly delicious. First stop was a visit to Jodhpur, India (known as the Blue City).
But those days in India would prove to be much more of a learning experience and an eye opening cultural exploration than a leisurely vacation.
Transitioning from the 106 degree desert temps and a world of naan, I had the idea to add Paris to the second leg of the journey. I definitely made the right decision, after flying straight from the US to Delhi, I didn't think I'd have it in me for another 15 hour flight home. Also, after eight busy days rummaging through antiques beneath the blazing sun, we were ready for some relaxation. Side note: And I can't believe I'm going to say this because I'm crazy about Indian food, but I was ready for a change of curry scenery. The thought of a crusty baguette slathered in French butter and that first bite of a perfect croissant, filled me with elation.
And of course, as Audrey Hepburn once said - "Paris is always a good idea."
So, with stories about shopping, visiting palaces, museums, eating and an unbelievable one-on-one lesson in Indian cooking, I expect to keep busy recounting memories of this extraordinary trip over the next month, possibly two.