Back in 2012 I had an irrepressible urge to live and travel around India for 6 months. I had caught this overpowering travel bug before, when it took me across Cuba at age eighteen. I rarely know where these desires originate from, but somehow, somewhere a seed gets sown in my mind about a certain culture and place that grows into an itch that must be scratched.
The only difference on this trip was that I had splurged on a nice camera before I left. I have however, never had an appropriate space through which to share these images so, they have been sitting in a folder on my desktop for six years now. On a recent digital spring cleaning, I stumbled across them again with fresh eyes and decided to finally edit them. As you can imagine, there are quite a few so I'll be sharing a selection of images here over the next few weeks
As I'm sure is the case for most female solo travellers in India, my experience was a mixed bag of positives and negatives, but I definitely built an affinity and understanding of this beautiful subcontinent that I still treasure.
On lunch break with our two captains in Alappuzha, Kerala. On many occasions, the most open and accepting people would reveal themselves where I least expected to find them.
Looking back at these photos it's interesting to think that I travelled through a country that is generally labelled as being overpopulated, yet I've managed to return with photos that are largely devoid of people.