Deserts, palaces, turbans and legends abound in Rajasthan. This is the India that I have dreamed about for so many years. I was here for about 3 weeks and so many incredible things happened. I met two brothers named Andy and Manu in Udaipur, a beautiful and romantic city. They took me in as a brother. Their father is a strict Hindu man, who literally follows all of the traditions. The brothers took me all over the countryside and even to their friend's moth...

One of the best weeks of my life. The most grooving drum circle jam sessions happened in Hampi. Sweat pouring, hands blood red, lights dim, energy flowing back and forth, Latin, African, Indian drums, laying the beat through the night. My visit to Hampi corrolated with the Holi Festival. The festival of color. You are fair game once you step a foot into the streets in the morning. Out of the corner of my eye, a see 2 wild eyed children make a dash for me. I spr...

I am very happy that I pushed through the thoughts and feelings of loneliness in those 1st few days in Mumbai. India is something that I cannot describe to you completely, no matter what I say in this blog. I read tons of books on the country, but still you have to come. It's not for everyone. If you want comfort, go to Thailand or Europe. If you want control and sticking to plans, take a guided tour of Washington D.C. or the Caribbean. I met a nice American cou...

Sir! Sir! Do you want big balloon Sir?! Said the Indian man holding an elephant sized orange balloon. There are hundreds of men walking the streets of Mumbai selling these balloons. I never knew the market for these balloons could support so many people, but evidently they have. I see them selling them on the trains as well. I cannot think of a better way to connect with my fellow train compartment mates than to buy them a polka dotted balloon. The city of Mumba...