It’s an India of no roads and small grocery items, of living without electricity at times and being cut off from the world. Of cooking for yourself and adapting to the local lifestyle. It’s an India where the locals are graciously accepting of foreigners but not at all intrusive. This is the India with funky little shops just bursting with curiosities and fascinating mysteries that support local living. The India where no one is calling you to come look their shop, buy their carpets or crap jewellery.