Goodbye, India. I will miss you.

I am sitting in the Hong Kong airport on this day that will last 37.5 hours, contemplating what India meant to my life. Everything about India is a paradox: messy is beautiful, chaos is organized, yes is actually no, the pace is intense yet relaxed, and the simple things are often complex. So it is only fitting that after leaving that fascinating place, I am feeling positive and negative emotions all at once - I am so excited to go home, yet so sad to leave India behind. I know I have truly changed throughout this experience and I loved being reminded (over and over, every day) that if I just go with the flow, things will work out the way they are supposed to. Here are a few previously unreleased pictures that remind me of things I saw a lot in the last seven weeks...

persistent street vendors, willing to be paid in rupees, or even watches...

thousands of travelers getting on and off the trains...

all kinds of items available to buy and sell at the market...

women in saris, patiently waiting for buses...

the tranquility of a train station, in between trains...

amazing, dark eyes and curious, friendly faces...

awesome shadows and ever-changing light...

the constant beauty of water on the most mundane surfaces...

the importance and abundance and yumminess of chai...

fabulous houseboats roaming the backwaters of Kerala...

mass amounts of everything, including ducks...

and smart, happy, curious children.