“India is like LSD” proclaimed Raj, our guesthouse owner, adopted Indian Daddy and source of all wisdom. “You either have a good trip or a bad trip, but either way, at least you’ve had a trip! And,” he added, waving a chubby, ring-clad hand towards my face “you girls are going to have one hell of a trip at the Kumbh Mela”.
My account of the Maha Kumbh Mela!
