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Posts from the ‘Hyderabad’ Category
If just coming to India wasn’t enough, I have done quite a bit of traveling since I arrived here. This country is pretty large (7th largest area in the world), so there is a lot to see, and many different cultures to experience. I have mainly stayed in the southern part of the country, except for when I first arrived in Delhi. Below is a list of all of the places I’ve been to in order of when I went there, with my thoughts and impressions of each:
According to our Resident Director, the weather in Hyderabad is usually dry and hot, but on New Years Eve it was humid. I rode up front as we left the airport and passed through a labyrinth of nearly deserted toll roads whose shoulders and medians billowed with green, yellow, purple, and salmon-colored bushes that sprouted palm trees like lamp posts. Billboards ran along the highway, some finished, most still under construction, their scaffolding rising like skeletal sails over the road. The landscape on either side was flat but rocky, with stained red and white sandstone quarries rolling into hills. “All of these quarries are getting demolished,” Diia explained over the rush of the breeze whipping in the window. “Workers blast them out to make room for the expanding city. Hyderabad has a Save the Rock Society. They host a Rock Walk every year, but sadly it has been very ineffective.”
New Delhi was dark when my plane touched down on December 28, 2012. All I could see of the Indira Gandhi International Airport was mist, smog, and what might have been banyan trees backlit by the orange glow of streetlamps. Cars scooted along a freeway, red dots and white moving together. I’d slept for maybe thirty-five seconds of the fourteen-hour flight from Newark, and was feeling severely disoriented as we disembarked, achy, constipated, and anxious over my fumbling attempts to fill out the immigration card needed to enter the country. Fortunately, the customs officer proved understanding, if not especially cordial, and helped me fill out my entry card before letting me pass through to baggage claim, where my fellow traveler Chelsea and I both found our bags intact. The airport bathroom had both a working toilet and toilet paper (rare luxuries for a traveler in India). In the lobby, we withdrew rupees from the ATM before meeting Melissa, the third ISA student, and Diia, our director. A native of Hyderabad, Diia is warm, genuine, progressive, fluent in five languages, and has degrees from Canadian and Indian universities. This is her first full semester with ISA, but she clearly has a passion for her work. After a brief introduction, she led Chelsea, Melissa, and me from the heat of the airport into a cool, smoggy pickup zone. Taxis and motorcycles came honking down narrow asphalt strips sandwiched between crowded stretches of paving stones.
I have clearly fallen in love with not only India, but Hyderabad in general after spending my fall semester here. Like many others, I have learned a lot about myself, my future plans, and about the world in general through traveling around the once undiscovered land of India. If you are considering Hyderabad as your next travel destination, first I commend you on choosing such a great city to explore. Secondly, I advise you to read these following six hints for happiness when living and traveling in Hyderabad.
Prepare to be overwhelmed: Traveling to a foreign land is one thing, but when you are traveling to Hyderabad, India – it is a whole different story. This city never seized to amaze me and there was never a dull moment. The rustic shops to the new bustling vibes, it can be difficult to adjust because at one point you may be overwhelmed with “India-style” and the next moment you may feel like you are in the up-town area of a United States city. Before traveling, prepare your mind for the hustle, bustle, and craziness that makes Hyderabad such a great city.
Rather than focusing on what I miss most about home, I am going to take you on a little journey about what I do not miss about home. Now please understand that I am not saying I do not like the United States, obviously I love the land from which I was raised, but living in India for three months now has influenced my daily routines and emphasized the not-so-good-points about my home life. Read more
Living in a bustling country, such as India, it is easy to become overwhelmed with all the colors, sounds, and completely different lifestyle compared to that of the United States. As the weeks pass, I have learned to be more aware of what is not only happening around me but also what is happening to me. With new experiences and encounters occurring every day, it is important for me to take the time to become aware of my senses. I am going to explain my top four moments thus far that automatically forced me to shut my eyes and appreciate.