The facts are these: I spent the 11th to 28 January backpacking around India from Bombay to Goa, Kerala, and then back up again. It was awesome.
The trip consisted of many tiny fragments and many special moments, all churning together to make a delightful state of chaos. Even if I wanted to, I don't think that I could draw these events together to form a coherent narrative. So what follows is a collection of the fragments. They don't fit together like a jigsaw, they just exist as a reflection of the tumult. Nothing that we tried to do in India ever went exactly to plan, but since everyone else's plans were also shifting around us there were always way though. Like a rickshaw on a busy street, we didn't try to go to fast, we worked with the flow, and somewhere in the gaps we found ideas and adventures.