"I have always depended upon the kindness of strangers" -Tennessee Williams

Okay.... Where to start? I feel like I've been traveling for a lifetime. I'm typing this now from the ProWorld office in Udaipur. I'm so so so happy to finally be in India it's ridiculous. Everything is so different here and so much has happened that have no idea where to start. But to back up really quick, I need to talk about my flight shinanagins. Like I said in my Facebook status, I had to take several connection flights (like 5).

 So... Morgan was in louisville, Chicago, London England, Hyderabad, new Delhi, and finally Udaipur.... All in about a 48 hour time period. I can honestly say, even though that was my first EVER international flying experience, I can just about figure how to get anywherere now. Just so its not all complaining, some highlights from flying: I sat next to a 50 year old man from Sweden who had 27 peircings on his face (I counted them while he was sleeping. I almost took a picture but I felt that would have been way too creepy), I got a free meal in the London airport because of a flight attendent who sounded dead on Ron Wesley (He felt sorry for me because he made me cry by telling me I nhad to have 3 more connection flights. Oh behalf of the company he gave me a 15 pounds meal ticket. Starbucks!!!), and I got to hear a small Indian child sing K'naan. The only terrible thing, which honestly isnt that bad, is that my luggage was lost. This could seem really bad except that I have all the nececities in my backback and also the entire situation allowed me to meet Jyothi.

On my flight from London to Hyderabad I was booked for the same seat as someone else. He was traveling with his family so I got up and let him have the seat. In apology,the stewardess bumped me up a class and I got to sit next to Jyothi and her precious one year old son. Words cannot express how absolutely wonderful this woman is. Whenever the steward came by and told me they had lost my luggage on the plane, I started to cry. I never cry, but couldn't help it just like I couldn't help it when I was talking to Ron Wesley. Jyothi immediately grabbed my hand and told me it would be okay. Kindness like that, at a moment like that, from a stranger.... Well, I can't describe how surprisingly comforting a it was. Whenever we got to Hyderabad she told me goodbye and I went to the baggage claim. The man behind the counter was extremely rude to me and wasnt really listening as he proceeded to help 4 other people at the same time. He was about to tell me there was nothing I could do but wait... (I was crying a little again) and Jyothi comes out of nowhere and starts demanding the man help me. He listened to her. Jyothi, if you are reading this I can never say thank you enough. I promised I would come see you and eat at your restaurant in Atlanta and I intend on keeping that promise. With all my heart, Thank you.

So... My luggage was finally worked out. The man who had been rude to me also ended up giving me a debit card that held 35 pounds because "seeing me cry broke his heart." haha, oops. Crying has been working out for me so far. As soon as I arrived I got to take a bucket bath which is the custom here and I felt like a new person. I washed my hair twice! That night I also slept for 12 hours. It was glorious. Anyway I'm about to continue my orientation here and will describe what happened in Udaipur in my next post. Until then