i was in india once, thought it was nice. food was tasty, plentiful, affordable, they sold coconuts in the street, there were few trash bins and people just started big piles in the street and they threw everything on it.
had a bit of diarrhea because i dared to drink the juice in a restaurant while my digestion was not used to the kind of bacteria they have in the water. colors and smells everywhere, sometimes stinky, spices, unusual candy, cows in the street, people selling half a shotglass of tea in the street, people putting funny paint in their face, religious sybolism everywhere, little temples. long interesting colorful clothing sometimes made from cloth just skillfully wrapped. it was wonderful and had i known how nice it would have been i would have stayed for a longer vacation.