During my recent two months in Southern India, food was a constant enjoyment for me. Not just the rich flavors, textures, and smells. It was the entire experience of it all—learning how to truly eat with my hands, going vegetarian, and discovering my favorite meals.
This is the story, of how I chanced upon a pilgrimage, while visiting a friend during my first week in India.
Two weeks before my arrival to Southern India, I didn’t even have a plane ticket, nor any plan. The only thing I knew, is that I would meet a friend of mine—a former colleague, one who I created software with, most often, while halfway around the world from each other. When I told this friend, Vishnu, my arrival date through a Facebook message, he mentioned something about seeing a temple—the train and everything else, that would be pre-arranged for me. I couldn’t have made an easier…