How I traveled around India without The Lonely Planet….

When I started to prepare for my trip to India I did the usual things: passport and visa requirements, made sure I had a great camera, and did as much research as I could on this popular yet in ways elusive travel destination. I read as many travel blogs as I could but found that the information I was looking for was not as readily accessible. Don’t get me wrong, I loved reading about people’s impressions and touring but I was looking for practical information. I will say that after being in India my impressions are much different and as with most international travel experiences, pure academic research will never fully prepare you for the real deal.
So I did my blog in part to let my family know that I was still alive and to share where I’ve been as well as my photos. The other reason was to give folks looking for information on India some additional resources to prepare themselves. This is of course purely my opinion and experience and I found that people travel very differently and various things are important. All of the things I am sharing I learned from talking to a lot of folks while traveling and trial and error experiences. The Lonely Planet and other guidebooks are fabulous but I by far preferred learning the harder way :)

Here are some tips and info, I’l try to organize them for easy reading:
A lot of folks thought that I was brave for embarking on this adventure alone and I guess it just depends on your outlook. For me this was a trip that I had planned to take my whole life. I was born in India and left at one of Mother Teresa’s orphanages before being adopted by a US couple as a baby. To me this was a chance to reconnect with a piece of myself that I never knew very much about, a rather emotionally charged trip. Questions and expectations flew around my mind in the months prior to my departure, fear and excitement welled inside me to a frenzied point. A week before I left a sadness overtook me as I realized that I had to let go of any expectations and hopes , a calm came over me and by far this was the best thing I could do. I got on the plane readying myself for a long and fun journey.

Flights:
I flew from the US to Bangkok as I found it cheaper than going directly to Calcutta which was my first destination in India. My friend and I then took a flight from Bangkok to Calcutta on Jet Airways a local Indian airline. This is a popular connection and many foreigners and Indians take advantage of it as vacations in Bangkok are as cheap if not more than India.

Flying within India is very cheap..I never paid more than $100 for a flight even booking a mere day before my flight departure.

To find the cheapest flights I went to www.yatra.com which is India’s version of yahoo farechase. However use of international(non India) credit cards was not allowed at the time I booked. You have a few options: book through an Indian travel agent (who will usually charge a small commission fee or what I did was go directly to the airlines websites to book my tickets(did this on both www.jetairways.com and www.spicejet.com) and used my credit card.

Indian airports are bustling and expect to go through atleast three to four security checkpoints which are seperate for men and women, keep your boarding pass and passport handy through the whole process as you will be asked for it at each checkpoint.

Mobile phones:
This option is not one that most travelers take advantage of but since I was traveling alone and knew I would be going to multiple places I wanted to have it for emergencies. I brought my quad band phone from the US with me and simply put an Indian SIM card in it. I selected Vodaphone but there are others like Airtel that lots of folks use. It was a pay as I go phone plan with text messages. They really don’t have voice mail in India and most people just SMS(text) to leave another person a message. When I was there, the SIM cost me roughly $18 USD and I paid for about a month’s worth of minutes and SMS at about $20. I was able to make international calls (US, Thailand) at about 25 cents a minute. I had great coverage other than a few places in the North and was really happy that I had the phone.

Internet Cafes:
These were both the business and social centers for foreigners in every city I went to in India. You can: -use the internet which ranged from 20cents to $1(USD) per hour depending where you were in India
-book train or plane tickets for a small commission fee(a percentage of the ticket price)
-get help with all your technological needs from buying memory cards to burning pictures onto CDs
-book tours to local events and places
But perhaps the greatest benefit is talking to both the Indian owners who are quite knowledgeable and chat with foreigners who have usually traveled to other parts of the country. Since I had no set plan and stubbornly clung to not bringing or buying the holy grail of traveling: The Lonely Planet, this was a great place for me to decide what my travel itinerary would be. I also met a lot of great friends at the internet cafe that I still keep in touch with today. I really wanted to travel alone but lots of folks found travel partners while checking their email or surfing the internet.

Hotels:
The more aggravating part of India for me was that you had to haggle for prices on a lot of things and hotels was one of them. Surprisingly, arguing about prices was not something that my personality was suited for and I muddled through. I’m going to put what I paid for hotels(which steered more towards the medium range) but know that at any of these places there were people paying more and some paying less…all depends on your negotiating skills and stamina. When I landed in a new city I would ask other foreigners what they paid to get a range.

There were a few things that were very important to me in terms of traveling and one of those was staying in my own hotel room with my own bathroom. I always asked to see the room first, asked if it had hot water and whether breakfast was included in the price. You literally spend so little time by yourself that having a small place away from everything is quite the blessing. I always tried to have an idea of a few places I would check out when arriving in a town and also what the price I was willing to pay. I heard from others that many of the hotels recommended in the Lonely Planet were booked due to their popularity and so always talk to folks and have some back ups.

When you get out of the train station or airport there will be a gaggle of rickshaw or taxi drivers all vying for your business, at the airports opt for the prepaid taxis. These guys seem really nice but will try to steer you towards a specific hotel usually because they are getting a commission to take you there. I read somewhere and used a lot to say that I was meeting a friend at the hotel that I wanted to go to in oder to not waste time looking at others. Typically the places these guys will take you are over priced and will take advantage of tired foreigners. I was more particular than most travelers and found it quite easy to find a place with no advance reservation.

Where I stayed:
Hotel Lytton in Calcutta: This is billed as a higher end hotel and you certainly pay a hefty price at $100 USD for a room. This was the first place I stayed in after arriving in India and was willing to pay a higher price initially while I acclimated to my new surroundings. I did eventually negotiate a much lower price after the first few days of my stay. This isn’t luxurious in terms of western standards but was clean, had air conditioning, hot water, internet on the premises(though I never used it) and a great continental breakfast. The staff there were amazingly kind and helpful and gave me a lot of tips on things to see in Calcutta. You can check out there website at: http://www.lyttonhotelindia.com/

When I came back to Calcutta I needed to spend a bit less on hotels and opted for some cheaper choices:
First was the Ashreen Guest House ($13) a block from the major traveler area which was a nice place for the most part though the room that I was in didn’t have a hot shower but rather a bucket of hot water was brought in for me every day. The beds in general were not so great in India but luckily most of the days I found myself so exhausted that it didn’t really matter. They were quite disorganized and I eventually left there after my friend arrived in Calcutta because they lost his reservation and couldn’t give him a room.
We then went to the Super Guest House which is owned by a very sweet Bangladeshi man that was quite curious about me and cut me a deal on our rooms ($10) which included cable tv, hot shower and a few buddies in the form of cockroaches. By this point in my trip I was pretty use to living in less than pristine living quarters and wasn’t bothered by my new friends.

In Kochin I stayed at the Hotel White Rose http://hotelwhiterose.com ($11) which is owned by a young Indian man and run by his friends and him. The room was clean, it included cable tv, hot water, on site internet and though there were rooms that has air conditioning, mine was not one of them. One of the great features of this hotel is the rooftop dining area where you can sip coffee, eat masala dosas and scan the Fort Kochin skyline.

In Agra I stayed at the Maya Hotel ($18) which had the most character of any hotel that I stayed in India and was the only place I had the luxury of taking a hot bath!!! The rooms were decorated with local artwork and the beds had marble frames. It was fairly clean and they supplied a space heater because it was freezing in Agra when I was there. There is a rooftop restaurant as well as one indoors and the food was quite incredible. This hotel was tremendously over priced and the owner a bit smarmy, I was only able to negotiate down to this price by suggesting I would be writing a review.

Hotel Haifa ($12) in Varanasi http://hotelhaifavns.com/ was quite lovely with hot water and the best water pressure I had, cable tv, on site internet and a restaurant downstairs. The staff were incredibly nice and helpful and the foreigner crowd was pretty diverse and interesting as well.

Trains:
There are quite comprehensive and convenient routes that trains take in India and train travel is by far the most popular and common way of traveling, I spent 5 nights on a train. That being said, the first time that I took a train trip was in Chennai and I was fairly convinced that I would end up living in the station while I tried to figure out the system.

I am definitely a fly by the seat of my pants traveler but I highly recommend booking a train ticket in advance if possible. I booked most of my tickets through travel agents (agents are almost always at hotels or internet cafes) because the system is somewhat nuanced and paid a $2 commission fee, the tickets never being more then $35(which was north to south). Though you can book them yourself by going to the train station in person or on the Indian government website http://www.indianrail.gov.in/

On Republic Day I joked with one of my Indian friends that perhaps India could celebrate their independence from Britain by buying some trains that were made after the Raj left. The trains are bare bones in terms of western standards but are nonetheless nice to travel on. There are four basic classes: sleeper, 3ac, 2ac and first class each costing more than the other. The sleeper and 3ac compartments have three bunks on each side of a compartment, six total in a cubicle area. The 3ac on up supply blankets, pillows and hand towels and have air conditioning and heat while traveling depending on the weather. I traveled mostly on the 3ac class with the exception being from Agra to Varanasi in which I was wishing I was not in sleeper class as I didn’t have a blanket and was freezing the entire trip.

When you receive your ticket it will say what your class, train compartment and seat is…this was information I didn’t understand on my first train ride and hopped on the first compartment I could which turned out to be the wrong one. If it wasn’t for some very nice natives I probably would still be at that train station trying to figure things out. Even if you are wait listed, hop on a compartment in the class you have purchased a ticket on and wait for the ticket taker or ti ti (train staff) to come by to figure out where your seat is, some folks I spoke to were able to pay the ti ti a little something something for better seats. The ticket takers come by usually within the first hour of your trip and check everyone’s ticket, if you are sleeping they will wake you up so be prepared.

I heard all kinds of horror stories about theft of property and seats on Indian trains but never experienced any trouble. Like anything, you need to be aware of your surroundings and keep your passport and other items you need on or close to your body at all times. I also had heard that westerners end up paying more than Indians but I never experienced that. However, you do need to be aware of scams which there are many. Travel “agents” will lure unsuspecting foreigners from the train stations promising to book travel and then end up charging three times or more than the price you would pay if you stayed and bought your ticket at the station. Make sure that the travel agents you use are reputable and if possible be aware of how much a ticket should cost before purchasing, again I booked my tickets through folks at the internet cafes I frequented or the hotels I stayed at. I also spoke to foreigners that had their money and property stolen by other foreigners so take nothing for granted.

The routes are typically from a city in the north to a city in the south or east to west (or vice versa) and they do not announce stops along the way. Even if you purchase a ticket between two stops within a route do not assume that your final destination is the last destination on the route. In the beginning I either asked the ti ti or folks within my bunk area to let me know when my stop was(which was often at 2am) and after becoming a bit more savvy I counted the number of stops between my departure and destination and roughly when I would arrive to know when to get off. Time tables on trains (and frankly in India generally) are approximations so don’t expect tight departure or arrival times, just relax and enjoy the ride.

Train rides are really fun cultural experiences as they are bustling and full of activity. You will see everything from business men to entire families traveling together. On every train trip I took there was atleast one guy who was jabbering away on one or at times two cell phones and this entertained me to no end, I would make up stories about what they were talking about. At about 9pm, everyone folds down their bunks and nestles in to sleep for the night. Despite the snoring and rustling of 50 plus sleepers, I slept like a baby on the train and found the bunks to be perfectly comfortable. The bathrooms are dirty, there’s no other way to describe them and you need to bring your own toilet paper because there is none supplied. In each train compartment there is atleast one western toilet which was often cleaner (not clean) than the others because of their infrequent use.

Remember the rule of carrying your passport and other important items on your person, this includes when you sleep and go to the bathroom.

Interrupting your sleep are the wallahs hawking everything from chai to socks. They speak mostly Hindi so keep an eye open if you want snacks or something to drink, the train staff come around with meals as well usually curry and rice. I usually had a restaurant pack me up some fruit and bread for my train rides because I got a little sick the first time I had the food. Depending on the time of day you can jump off the train quickly at the stations to grab a snack.

Taxis and rickshaws:
Its pretty easy to get a ride where you want as taxis and rickshaws are readily available, in fact in most places I would say no to a bunch of folks offering me a ride. Taxis in the bigger cities have meters and you ask them to set the meter and at the end of the trip they have a laminated guide to what the price is (prices are different than what they show on the meter.) You can take a taxi without a meter but make sure you agree on a firm price and destination before you get in. Rickshaws don’t have meters but tend towards consistent prices, again ask and agree about price beforehand.

Volunteering:
There are literally hundred of non governmental organizations in India and the volunteer opportunities abound. I volunteered at the Missionaries of Charity in Calcutta and will give info about this experience. The Missionaries of Charity was the first order established by Mother Teresa in order to “serve the poorest of the poor” and since its beginning has grown dramatically not only in Calcutta but also throughout India. It is a coveted destination for those looking to give of themselves and emulate Mother Teresa’s integrity and charity.

In order to volunteer for the Missionaries of Charity you have to go through one of their regularly scheduled volunteer orientations. I believe that its pretty well set on Wednesday afternoon from 3-5pm, the order and all of their homes are closed daily from 12-3 and all day Thursdays so the nuns can pray and engage in their devotion to God. In Calcutta you go to the Mother House for the orientation and believe thats pretty much true throughout India.

During orientation you supply them basic contact information for yourself including your passport number. The coordinators tell you more about the order as well as the different homes they have and volunteer opportunities, there are nine homes just in Calcutta. They are pretty good about not pushing any religion but will kindly remind you of the two daily masses you are free to attend (I never made it to these :) ). You then meet with the coordinators individually to select your assignment, there are 8-12 and 3-5:30 shifts and you are able to work one or two of these. You can also work at multiple sites depending on your stamina or interests.

I volunteered at Shishu Bhavan which is the orphanage I was an infant at a long time ago. It was a bit chaotic and disorganized at first but I just jumped in and started to play with the kids and helped the Indian women who worked there with “school.” The kids took a little time to warm up to me but it really turned out to be a very rewarding experience! The nuns there are incredibly kind and I was really impressed by how seamless the relationship between the order and the locals was despite cultural and religious differences. All of the Indians I spoke to really loved Mother Teresa and the nuns truly loved the locals!!

Tourist destinations etc.:
I’m not going to go into depth about anything in particular because there is A LOT of information out there about places to go and things to see. If anyone has questions about the places I went, I will be happy to answer them.

This is a somewhat abbreviated version but I could go on forever, I’ll try to add other things later. Hope this is helpful!

Article from India

Found the article online, here it is:

Newindpress.com

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Amazing Amanda

SHE is certainly of a different calibre, a mettle that is rare to find. Born in India and currently a legal advocate in the United States, Amanda Mays is surprised at the kind of attention she is getting in Kerala. And all for the single reason that she is physically challenged _ born without hands.

Not that we have not seen disabled people before, but Amanda radiates a rare vitality and she does more than most of us can with both hands!

Seeing our curiosity to know more, the pretty and petite Amanda asserts there’s nothing special about her. “What do you want to know about me?” she asks. As we sit down for a quick chat at the beach in Fort Kochi, Amanda puts across a message very clearly : “Don’t write about me with pity.

You won’t get a sob story out of me.” Amanda is not a person to whine and sulk. “I am like anyone else. It’s only that I use my body differently. I don’t get this kind of attention back in the US,” she says with a shrug.

At 30, Amanda does everything that a normal human being does _ with elan. “Maybe the only thing that I cannot do is handstands,” says the woman who loves cooking. “During weekends my neighbours and I have small get-togethers and at times I cook for everybody.”

Amanda was adopted from the Mother Teresa orphanage in Kolkata when she was 10 months old. “Seeing my disability my parents must have abandoned me. Luckily I was adopted by a loving family and was given good education.”

Amanda says she was not different as a child. “Of course, I was a little smaller than other children and I used to have a small desk at school.” But she went to a normal school and learnt everything on her own. “Nobody taught me to use my legs. I just started writing with them. It was not difficult and I was a quick learner,” she says.

When asked to pose for a photograph she asked us to wait for a second _ and placed her hair properly using her legs. She did it so naturally; making it seem like you and I could do it! She dials a mobile phone, eats with a fork and knife and even combs her hair and cooks without any help. “I have a job and I live on my own. This shows that anything is possible for a physically disabled person,” she says.

Amanda feels that Indian society should be a lot more sensitive to the needs of differently abled people. “If I was in India I would probably be in a special home or begging on the streets,” says Amanda who is blessed with a large family- four sisters and two brothers- back in the US.

In the US, she says, special children are put in normal schools with changes in the curriculum. All that Amanda wants to tell people here is, if you have a daughter or son with a physical disability, give him or her the best education possible. Be more open and generous to them. “Before you realise it, they will be on their own.”

During her India tour, she did voluntary work at the Mother Teresa Convent in Kolkata from where she was adopted. After touring India, she and her friend Amir will be heading to Thailand to visit a friend. “I have taken a two-month vacation. There is so much to see in India,” she says.

As we take leave, she asks, “Can you send me a copy of the paper? When I spoke to my mom about this interview, she said she would love to see the article.” Looking at this bold woman, we can only marvel at her energy levels!

http://www.newindpress.com/NewsItems.asp?ID=IEX20080122002526

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Back Stateside

Well, the nice people at US immigration decided to let me back in the country and so now I am home again.  I left about 3:30am Bangkok time after about 20 minutes of sleep for the previous 24 hours…really, who needs sleep.  My taxi driver was a man that many of Nina and Scott’s friends use and he was very sweet.  He asked me when I would be returning to Bangkok and I answered jokingly “When I have money again”, not sure if that answer didn’t satisfy him or his English was limited but he asked me the same question two more times.  Feeling too tired to be witty I stubbornly clung to my same answer which elicited big grins.

When I arrived at the airport he got out and gave me a big hug and told me that he loved me…hmmm…again not sure if this was a cultural difference or my aura is more powerful then I thought.  I pushed my bags in and dropped them three times while the airport staff and police officers looked on with big grins and thumbs up.  Each time I dropped my bags there were bigger grins and more emphatic thumbs up.  I got through ticketing and headed onto immigration which I found three lines of 50 plus people…yes, this is about 4am.  The Thai worker than directed me to go to the diplomat/official passport line of which there were about three people.  I trudged over and felt a bit embarrassed to have bypassed all of these other people waiting, I looked and saw the wheelchair guy sign and realized that this line was for people with disabilities.  I felt a little sheepish but not enough to go back to the other line…my experiece with the Thais this trip was much different than the last time, I found them all to be quite kind and helpful.  Who knows, maybe word of my celebrity spread from India across Asia or more realistically I was in a more positive and open mind frame  ;)

I was escorted onto the plane first and settled in for another 24 hours of traveling.  The flights actually seemed to go by quickly, after a few 12 plus hour train rides in India, I learned how to be a bit more mellow when traveling.  I arrived in Portland and my friends picked me up and off we went to a coffee shop because thats what you do in Portland.  Vanity was a luxury I let go after about two days in India and I didn’t give much thought to my appearance.  As I stood there in my sweats, hair a mess, no makeup and smelling a little like I hadn’t showered in 24 hours I looked around the coffee shop and noticed that I actually didn’t look much different than the other folks in the coffee shop.  Gotta love a city where you can come right off a 24 hour international flight and blend in with everyone :)

There have been a few moments where its a little weird to be home, I find myself forgetting the routines that were so entrenched before I left.  I had a luxurious morning drinking amazing local coffee and perusing my usual news sites.  What a thrill to take a shower and feel clean and smelling nice.  And of course the highlight of being back is catching up with all of the people I love here.  I called my Mom when I arrived in Seattle to assure her that I had safely returned to American soil.

So, my trip abroad is not what I would call a typical travel experience for an American.  As I read some of my blog entries its so amazing to me that I was the person who experienced all of this.  I left India without seeing a single temple, most of my pictures are not of buildings and scenery but of people(partly because when I would try to take pictures, 30 plus folks would gather around and block my view) and I didn’t learn anything about my biological family.  I did however learn a whole lot about myself, the incredible love and generosity of the Indian and Thai people and added a few more people who will be my friends for life.  Could I ask for anything better?

This trip would not have been possible without the loving support that you all gave me.  It was so wonderful to come back after a physically and often emotionally exhausting day in India and hear encouraging words from all of you.  Thank you so much for coming along my journey with me, I hope that it was as enjoyable for you to read as it was for me to write.  Now I need to be productive again and find a job…but who knows what or when my next adventure will be…stay posted!!

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