This morning I feel grateful for opportunity. My parents, who worked hard to be where they are at, have provided me with the opportunity to pay for this trip, and the support and encouragement to take a different path then most. My anthropology teacher, Mr. Lopilato, who introduced me to the possibility of a gap year, and the wonders of India. My leaders and my group, who gave me the… Read More

Mcleod Ganj is a suburban town in the northern section of Dharmsala, laying on the ever rising hills with miniature, breakneck curving roads that redefine traffic laws and pedestrian awareness. Mcleod Ganj has been an area of refuge for the Tibetan people living in exile and fear caused by the Chinese Government. After resting our bones for a couple days in a local guest house, our contact introduced our group… Read More

Our journey to Udaipur began in a train station in Jaipur, around 10 PM. Most of the group was groggy, and not particularly looking forward to the bumpy, overnight train ride we were about to embark on. Sensing the collective lethargy within the group, Ben Ji decided to energize us with our favorite past time besides shuttlecocking(Rest in peace):a jam sesh. The minute Ben Ji started strumming his mandelin, a… Read More