Arriving in India When the captain announced that we were landing in Mumbai, I had finally begun to realize I was going to be in India for 9 months. Looking out through the window, it could have very easily have been Israel or the hills and canyons surrounding Malibu during the summer, but it wasn’t. As we landed, the first I saw were the dilapidated slums that surrounded the airport’s boundaries. After a bit of a wait at the baggage claim with my other fellows, we moved into the domestic flight terminal, picked up Dafna who had come to Mumbai, and
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