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This is the end. Suiting my character I will end the Helmet in India section by intertwining something funny with something devastating, some might say tragic. Train rides: one of my favorite topics.

The Bombay metro system is a known hazard to commuters. Since nothing is alike this city, train rides blend in smoothly. They actually can kill you. I was…

Still waiting to get back the analog photos I took during my Rajasthan travel – it’s been 85 days that I returned (yeah, I am a lazy bum) – I ftp’d the ones I took with my iPhone. They’re surprisingly good.
[Rajasthan Photo Gallery]

In short, I flew in to Jaipur, the pink city. Apparently, the Rajasthanis are peculiarly aware of the…

One of the last things I did in Mumbai was visiting an orphanage for HIV/AIDS-infected children in the outskirts. In India, those children are treated a family disgrace and completely excluded form social life. The sisters of the order The Helpers of Mary – with the support of expatriates and medical, food and clothing donations – built a lovely home for…

To sum up my time in India I decided to post the remaining photos and comment on a couple of events and travels. I start with an adventurous layover at the FRRO, the Foreigners Regional Registration Office in Mumbai, which actually felt more like detention.

I feel obliged to mention that Indian law constitutes a resident a person with a habitation…

We just returned from a trip to Goa over the weekend [Picture Gallery]. It was clearly not enough time to get around as much as I had wished for. My friends Jan, Nicola & Anna got to stay a few days longer but I had to go back to work.

If you ever go to Goa perambulate it from north to…

I wasn’t aware — before going to India — that this country is completely cuckoo for cricket. They actually won the T20 World Cup (in the finals against Pakistan).
Really, cricket is the most boring game I have ever watched. At least, the locals were all nice and messed up and exhilarated but the game is even worse than baseball.

On our…

After the image gallery from my trip to Khandala has been online for quite a while now, I decided to promote that a bit by picking three images and commenting on them.
I was sent to a newbie training in the mountains outside of Mumbai. The monsoon was still on but instead of the dirty and acid rain that is eating away…

It is probably too late for a first impressions review by now. I could date back this entry but that would confuse the reality that I am a damn lazy bum. Luckily, I took notes which, now, help me put together my initial thoughts.

The airplane was about to land in Mumbai. I never really gave a thought to what was…

I am off to Mumbai, India. During the next four month I will be writing about life in a strange country…