To India!

The Western Gate to the Taj Mahal at sunrise, Agra.

Colourful in its many religions. Colourful in its cuisine. Colourful in its clothing and costumes and decorations. Colourful in its people and its cultural and sporting views. Colourful in its chaos. If I had to choose one word to describe my experience of India so far, “colourful” would be it.

Indian and South African fans watching the T20I in Dhramshala.

There are no dull moments here. This is a place where literally anything is possible. And it is memorable and frustrating, exciting and exhausting all at the same time.

School children piling into a cycle rickshaw on the way home from school, Delhi.

It is true what some travelers say about coming to India. When you are here, you will love and hate it in equal measure. But when you leave, you’ll remember your time here, in this country of contrasts, with great fondness. As always, it’s the people you meet who make a journey worthwhile.

Making new friends from India, Israel and the UK.

The South African fans were severely outnumbered.

Some spectators were on the fence.