Who says great grandmothers can’t backpack?

I’m off to India!

India? Why when you’re approaching the grand old age of 75? I hear you ask.

As with China, (read about my adventures in No More Cups of Tea), India is a country I’ve always wanted to visit.

I remember listening, fascinated, to my grandmother’s stories about her life as a girl in India. Her father was a sergeant in the British Army and she, her two siblings and their mother followed the regiment as it traversed the subcontinent quelling uprisings and keeping the peace.

Through Ancestry, I’ve learned that three generations of my family were born in India and I suppose that’s one reason why I’ve felt such a draw towards visiting.

Now it’s my turn – and I can’t wait.  I’ll be back again soon with an update on our plans. Till then, stay safe wherever you are.

Sandi B

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