Homeward Bound

I'm sittin' in a railway station, got a ticket for my destination...

Or, really, I'm sitting in the internet cafe around the corner from the seedy Mumbai guesthouse that is storing most of my luggage, trying to mentally prepare myself to come back to America.

But I do, in fact, have a ticket for my destination. One outta two ain't bad, right?

Anyway, folks, it's been fun. I'm not entirely finished with this blog, because I know I haven't written about the Taj Mahal (which was like a week ago, what is WRONG with me?), or about my upstairs-downstairs train trip back to Mumbai, or about the several days I have now spent between Mumbai and Pune. I will fill you all in on all of this from the comfort of my couch in Brooklyn, in a couple of days.

From here on out, I pretty much just have to go reclaim my stuff, get a taxi to the airport (I'm really hoping for one of the especially cool ones with the velour interior, blue strobe light, huge shrine to Ganesh on the dash, etc. But honestly any cab will do.), and bon voyage!