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There have been a few things. Here are some of them.
Flown by myself. For all my travel this was only the third time in my life.
Had an alcoholic drink on an aeroplane.
Confronted Indira Gandhi airport alone, at midnight.
Faced Delhi traffic in a taxi which tried to scam me.
Stayed in a hotel room alone.
Fallen for a scam artist and bought a far overpriced shirt.
Mastered booking an Indian train.
Seen the Taj Mahal.
Realised that it's not as good in real life.
Spent over 24 hours on a train.
Shared a room with a complete stranger with no ulterior motive.
Starred in a Bollywood movie. Ok, so I was an extra
Learnt the Hindi for everything is possible/available. It's sab cuch milega.
Haggled for a shirt and paid the correct price.
Met a dutchman called Jim who instructed me on the finer points of life.
Offered hash, coke, speed, ice, smack, and anything else you care to mention by seedy Bombay types.
Met an old friend.
Made new friends.
Jumped the queue at an exclusive nightclub.
Got horribly drunk in said nightclub.
Shared a bed with two sisters.
Paid too much for a hotel room.
Paid too little for a hotel room.
Messed around in the set for a Bond film.
Taken a romantic boat ride on a lake with the two sisters.
Prayed for my life while riding a rickety bus.
Watched my first polo match.
Watched my first polo match where pigs invaded the pitch.
Met a french Countess.
Resisted the advances of said Countess.
Contemplated past battles in a magnificent fort.
Learnt to ride a motorbike.
Contemplated buying a motornbike.
Worked for a few days in a motorbike workshop. I got quite handy at repairing them too.
Met an Irishman who never tells the truth and is girlfriend.
Was unwittingly drugged in a crazy night time festival.
Rode a camel for four days straight through the desert.
Massaged my own sore ass for a day.
Hired a motorbike and screamed through the desert.
Picked up a hitchhiker.
Eaten vegemite on toast in remote India.
Learnt some Hebrew. Lama kacha!
Travelled to Rishikesh, home of yoga.
Went white water rafting on the Ganges.
Experienced Yoga as taught by a long haired indian, all dressed in white.
Hired a motorbike.
Crashed a motorbike. I escaped with minimal injuries, cut hands.
Met the irishman again.
Was introduced to Judy by the Irishman.
Fell in Love.
Stayed up all night.
Moved in with Judy. Or rather she moved in with me.
Became a regular at a cafe. They even kept a table reserved for us.
Swam in a waterfall.
Frightened a bufallo.
Frightened myself.
Lost my passport.
Found my passport.
Fell deeper in love.
Had a spooky experience in a deserted ashram. It was the one the beatles went to to meet Maharishi
Met holymen.
Left Rishikesh.
Returned to Rishikesh.
Shat 15 times in one day.
Saw the Himalayas.
Trekked to the source of the Ganges
Admired impressive mountains.
Stayed at an ashram.
Chanted for my food.
Trekked back again.
Met a man who only wears leather. It's true, he didn't wear underwear, and he had a pet dog. He also cooked really bad pasta.
Stayed in Delhi for far too long.
Flew south.
Was called Uncle by rabbles of schoolchildren
Climbed a coconut tree.
Spent more than a few hours apart from Judy
Flew to Thailand
Had a reunion.
Met a ladyboy.
Rode a tuk tuk.
Was offered a Pingpong show.
Fled to an island.
Snorkeled and saw coral and fish and stuff.
Climbed another coconut tree.
Went fishing and caught an enormous fish.
Went back to Bangok.
Lost my love, she flew home to england.
Moped around with lonliness.
Fled back to the island.
Learnt to hold my breath for over four minutes.
Learnt to dive to over 20m.
Learnt to value my own space.
Got a free tshirt.
It's been an amazing few months. There's more than that, but I'm tired so it can wait till I'm back.