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Day Fourteen: Ode to Home

Today we made the 6-hour trip from Udaipur to Pushkar, the Holy City where pilgrims come in droves to worship Brahma, the Lord of Creation.

I realized I had some leftover podcasts on my phone, which meant FINALLY something to fill the long silences of these Rajasthani drives (unfortunately, my Spotify music is off limits here). I listened to the New Yorker episode about Jill Solloway (creator of the show, Transparent), a high fashion hijab fashion designer, and the life of guitar legend James Fahey. I absorbed it all and some. I forgot how good it feels to listen to a podcast, from start to finish.

In the spirit of appreciating the things familiar, I share:

Dearest Home,

In all your carnations,

I miss you.

For my own kitchen and food

As diverse as the people of New York

My friends, my family

My tribe.

Real working wifi

Interactions without transaction

Boundless water so fresh from the tap

Streets with lines, order and sense.

I see you so clearly now

A silhouette stark against the shade of India

Two worlds, so vastly different,

I hope you are well and happy.

Yours Truly,

Tiff

This photo was taken in Udaipur the night before right before our last fancy supper. These decorative offerings were sprinkled all throughout town.

This photo was taken in Udaipur the night before right before our last fancy supper. These decorative offerings were sprinkled all throughout town.

Tiffany Wen