
[dropcap]I[/dropcap]ndia is always a country I always hear described with one phrase: It’s a love and hate kind of country. And that is about as consistent as India gets. India, as I joked many times with different groups of backpackers, is consistently inconsistent. It is a paradox where the ugliness and beauty are hand in hand, where incredibly frustrating moments were followed by incredibly rewarding moments, where it is uplifting of the spirit yet depressing in the soul. Such a large and diverse country is bound to have moments like these, yet India was the extremes of both ends and everything in between. When I arrived in India April 2015 for the Rickshaw Run, I knew I was in for one of the most difficult adventures of my life. But I didn’t know that the race, and the subsequent months would be just as hectic — though not quite as life threatening. Sometimes. Either way, an adventure is an adventure, and looking back I can say that India is one country that one trip cannot reveal to you everything about her, and I quite enjoyed the two months spent exploring while at the same time wanting to leave all the time. A paradox I tell you. Come see what my two months in India was like below![column type=”one-third”]
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