Indian Summer

A little over a year ago, I traded Boston for Bangalore. From mid-July to the end of October, India was my home.

I rode a Moped in Goa, stayed up way too late coding, saw the sunrise in Kerela, went clübbing with my friends, explored the Taj Mahal, and did so many other fun/weird/interesting things.

I learned a lot about culture, food (such a tasty thing to learn), and of course, myself. I know super cliche to say—and I’m not much for them. But I did. There’s something extremely liberating about leaving your material possessions behind and living out of a suitcase.

Amer Fort

Tasty food