In February 2004 we took our three children out of school for two months and traveled in India, Cambodia, Thailand, Hong Kong & Tokyo. 38 days, 37 hours on a plane, 23 hours in an airport, 20 time zones, 35 hours of driving, 10 hours of animal riding (specifically camels and elephants), 190 malaria pills (38 each), 360 antibacterial Handi-wipes (15 boxes), 2 bottles of Purell, and 5 cuisines later, we flew to Hawaii for a “vacation”. This post is part of a series on that trip.
When my husband and I were in Jaipur, India with our three kids, we went to an Elephant Festival, which is held annually to celebrate the Hindu holiday of Holi. The religious significance of Holi completely eluded us as it seemed to consist mainly of young men squirting water on each other, followed by handfuls of brightly colored powered paint; or–to be more expedient–pre-mixed water and colored paint. The paint stains do not come off your skin for up to two weeks, and do not come off your clothes ever. The frequency with which people (do not) bathe or change their clothes became immediately apparent as we saw paint-splotched skin and clothing for days afterwards. Continue reading