November 28, 2007
Some of my least favorite days while traveling are those when we fly. I'm not scared of flying, and my childhood tendency to be hideously sick while traveling is (mostly) conquered, but, ugh, I just don't care for flying. I feel wrung out and grumpy even after short flights. And since I do still have a hint of motion sickness, which is brought on by landings, I really dislike it when we have connecting flights. So, of course we have one today. We fly out this afternoon on a jumper to Delhi and then climb on board for Malaysia this evening.
When we first got to India, the two months we had here seemed, not long, exactly, but certainly lengthy. And now they're over. All things considered, despite not really enjoying the crowded, noisy and dirty cities, and battling some nasty cases of travel weariness, we've had a good time. We got to see Uma and meet her family, two enormous benefits to being here. Indians are quite nice, we've seen some great museums/temples/sites, and the food is just amazing. Really.
But now we're off. And I can't wait to get to Malaysia. It has some of the world's oldest national parks and after two months of not camping or hiking, we're ready to do lots of both!
