skylarwoodward

Today I depart for India. In fact, I’m halfway there – halfway to halfway around the world – the farthest I’ve ever been from home, though I have a feeling it won’t feel quite as remote as Morrocco did, not at least this time around. It is a short trip and just looking through the travel books I know I want to stay longer than I can. I’m hoping this is a great preparation for spending weeks or months in such a vast and diverse land. I’m also looking forward to having perceptions changed from those that I have taken for granted during my limited but steady exposure to Indian culture and Indian natives through Silicon Valley and the tech industry.

I’m waiting in the lounge for Gate B20 in Frankfurt’s Airport. There are two power outlets here, and along with the man next to me, I’m lucky to have snagged one and tapped into a hotspot to get a quick Internet fix before the next 9+ hour flight. Even though the trip is long, I think the layover is actually a welcome interruption. It is not nearly as painful as the 13hour non-stop flight from the West coast to Austrailia’s East – or at least it doesn’t seem that way so far. Perhaps I should wait until I finish the trip before making a judgement.

This morning before my flight (or I suppose it was yesterday morning) I made three quick errands all over the neighborhood on the Veloce in under 30 minutes. It was fantastic. Here in Deustchland, reminants of the Weltmeister are still in the air.