Welcome back to This is India! I always have funny/weird stories about India to share with friends or family when I talk to them. This is just meant to be an honest portrayal about my life in India through short anecdotes. I also share here what I’ve been up to online outside Hippie in Heels.

What I was up to other than here:

• So, we are back in Goa today and very tired! I feel “shattered” as Ben would say. I flew back with Etihad (love them!) through Abu Dhabi & Bangalore and had really long layovers. By the time I got home, Ben had already been home 8 hours and had a nice long nap. I’m such a neat freak I can’t sleep when I get home from a trip. I have to shower, clean the house, do all the laundry, etc until I can relax. I’ve been that way since I can remember! While we were in Abu Dhabi my dad warned us not to cuss & be inappropriate because an American had been put in jail from the Abu Dhabi airport when she told off some men who tried to “help her” outside the airport. Man, if we got jailed for that in India, I’d have a life sentence.
• Arriving in Bangalore was super annoying which I’ll share about in a future story haha
• Overall we had a really good trip in Jordan. Ben really loved it, maybe more than I did. I’ll be writing about an itinerary, what you can wear there, our favorite places, and more over the next month. At this point, I’m way behind on work since I didn’t do any in Jordan but really just want to go the beach and read. Check out
  [easyazon_link identifier=”0804172706″ locale=”US” tag=”Hipinhee-20″]A Little Life[/easyazon_link] by Hanya Yanagihara. It’s so long and weird (and intense) but a really good story about 4 male friends from their college days all the way up to when they’re old, based in NYC.
• I contributed to this piece about favorite beaches which was picked up by the Huffington Post.. woo hoo!

Now your story,

While driving to Mapusa, we realized the car was doing this weird zroom zroom thing (I’m no mechanic…) but it felt like when someone drives an automatic and keeps pushing the gas then letting go, then pushing, and letting go which is enough to make me car sick.

We stopped on the side of the road to a mechanic Ben had visited in the past. He’s like “dude the car is acting weird”. The mechanic and his friend jumped in, took it for a ride, and starting fiddling. Normally it’s Ben fiddling (and breaking) things.. I call him Fiddling Fred.

Highly recommend this car repair shop… it doesn’t look like much lol but very nice (insert approving head wobble).

Our engine is conveniently located under the seat. Every mechanic knows how to fix an Omni, so we trust pretty much any Indian mechanic who starts fiddling in our car.

It’s looking a mess, but he finished fiddling and off we went. The car worked fine. It took 5 minutes and since he felt we had already paid from the last time, it was free. This is not the way it works in America. Funny how some things here are 10x more difficult then things like this happen and you’re like, yeah this country is pretty cool. ;)

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