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| Friendly man love after the border-closing ceremony. |
Other than posting some photos from Holi (which I'm still waiting to see photos from ... ahem, Adam), I've covered the bulk of my trip (even if it has taken me four months).
A few last random bits that didn't seem to fit in my other posts.
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| Indian toilets. I have to say I didn't use any that were in an open setup like these. |
Indian toilets
I think each person in our group was very proud the first time he/she used an Indian toilet instead of the Western toilet. (The hotels we stayed in all had Western toilets. Many public places had both options. Trains also had both options.) We also had a number of conversations that revolved around toilets and the typical bathroom setups of open showers or (in some cases) bucket baths. I won't go into details here.
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| Friendly man love on the streets of Jaipur. |
I'm not sure if the term "man love" was Adam's or where it started, but we had plenty of chances to use it. Indian men don't have the same stigmas that Americans do as far as hugging each other, walking arm-in-arm, etc. So we often would be walking down the street and see two twenty-something guys with their arms around each other. And, no, that isn't a declaration of homosexuality. It's simply a declaration of friendship. It was yet another thing that was difficult for us to wrap our heads around, but it's very normal there.
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