an example when I’m being a weenie
about doing something that scares me. It
was one of my very first international
solo trips, and even though my
experience with anything Indian up to
that point pretty much consisted of a
couple Ravi Shankar CDs and some
chicken tikka masala, I thought it would
be such a cool place to see. I wanted to
go somewhere totally new and
experience a reality that was as different
from my own as possible. I thought going
to India would be like going through the
looking glass.
So I buy my ticket and then it hits me
—what the hell am I trying to prove?
Why am I doing this? I’d never gone