Today marks the sixth day I have been in India. If I were to gauge my comfort level, I would say that I have been here much longer. To me, that is the most bizarre part of everything so far: this place doesn't feel as foreign to me as I thought it would; I feel comfortable here. Six days and two cities really isn't a perfect gauge for the whole country, but even amongst scams, beggars, pollution and squat toilets sans toilet paper, I feel like I am a part of the ebb and flow of India. I could easily have written exorbitantly long entries for every day I have been here, but I'm going to keep these as short and sweet as possible. In these six days I have visited two cities: Kolkata and Puri.
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