I was in Varanasi, or Delhi, or Jaisalmer.
"I can't believe they're playing Yehudit Ravitz!", was the first thought that occured to me when the song had started playing.
And then my mind...
The more I travel here, the more I feel confident about it. India is so different from Israel, but it's a difference that has already become somewhat familiar. Walking in a...
Mandrines are squeezed, horns are blown, chapattis are frying, betel nuts are chewed, fabrics are sold, chai is cooked, money is switching hands, prices are shouted and legs are marching determinedly.