There’s nothing quite like Indian hospitality. Growing up I always just thought that my Indian friends’ parents were just being polite when they would insist that I visit them more often or join them for meals whenever I liked (coz let’s be real there’s nothing quite like Indian cuisine either) but this was my second trip to India, to a whole new region and I’ve decided it’s a genuine trait of Indian culture to be unbelievably welcoming.
You know, it was only a year ago that I was at a gig in Zambia that a big South African act was booked to play at too; they caught the last available flight into Lusaka on show day (just in time for their set) because they had a gig earlier that day in Johannesburg. At the time I thought the organizers were crazy to have agreed to the whole arrangement but it thankfully all worked out without any glitches.
I last visited Kuwait in 2011. I remember the trip well for a few reasons:
1. I was terribly concerned about what I would have to wear whilst there and for some reason believed I’d have to wear the loosest fitting clothing I owned. I discovered on my arrival, that Kuwaiti women are some of the most stylish I’ve ever come across and loose fitting clothing isn’t at all necessary. I spent the entire time I was there in loose yoga pants and baggy tops because that’s all that I’d packed. The rule seems to be skin-showing (shoulders, thighs, cleavage etc) is a no-no but skin tight clothing is totally fine. Go figure.
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