The hot, muggy air and hazy clouds that hid the moon swirled around my head and in my lungs, as I stepped out of the airport, and into Bangalore, India.
Greetings from Bangalore (we’re actually in Mysore, but we need to get caught up), where the sunrise is worth waking up early for. My mother and I make an annual trip to India to visit my Thatha (grandfather) and Patti (grandmother) and also embark on an exotic adventure.
The journey from California was long and seemed never-ending, with the 14 hour flight to Dubai, the two hour lay over, and the final 4 hour flight bringing us to Bangalore. Most of the 14 hour flight was spent watching movies and sleeping. I strongly recommend Captain Marvel. It was amazing to see such a powerful female superhero take the lead, and the humour and plot was very entertaining.
There was an elderly lady sitting next to us who spoke only Arabic. I was able to decipher when she thought she had forgotten her glasses in the lavatory and asked my mother to retrieve them, and when she realized that she had them all along. She was kind, even though we couldn’t understand each other well. Later on the flight, she draped her blanket over me while I was sleeping.
The plane landed, we passed through security, and shortly after, we boarded our flight to Bangalore and 4 hours later we landed in India.
As we walked towards the doors that led outside, the sensations built inside me; excitement, anxiety, anticipation. I love my grandparents and don’t get to see them very often and our time together is so short.
The apartment complex my grandparents live in was very close to the airport. I sat on the balcony of their apartment, watching the airplanes that rose into the sky.
Until next time,
Cyanjasmine11
Tranquil & Tumultuous Travels 