Day 6 (Mmm….Mango Lassi) full article here Ahmedabad, what a tidy city. It constantly brought to mind how we all take the simple luxuries of cleanliness for granted. Both the skies and streets lacked the pollution we had come to expect; the city even felt safer and less chaotic. (Fun Fact: Gandhi spent a large part of his life in Ahmedabad, and at his request the city became a dry state (alcohol is illegal)).   Either alarms must hate us or we hate alarms. Despite the 10 am meeting time, Caroline and I once again missed our alarm and woke…

Day 3  (Memories) nasal polyps treatment Another day, another 8 am wakeup call, but this time I arrived to breakfast on time and in business casual (which sucked).  Yesterday, our professor informed us that we would visit some unknown company and that our attire mattered considerably.  So, after shoveling down millions of beautiful breakfast calories and taking a bus trip, we found ourselves in front of a building that did not look like a company.  Before us stood the astonishingly pulchritudinous temple, Akshardham!!! (Shameless Word of the Day plug.)   What. A. Temple.  Elaborately carved sandstone of Indian gods, an opulent…