I recently got hit up on WhatsApp to do a job in India. Did I read the message right? Yup, they want me to fly to Jaipur, India to shoot a campaign for six days. I’ve never planned a trip or come to think of it, I’ve never even had a thought of going to India in my entire life. I mean I got a bit curious after seeing the little section of Craig Anderson and the boys having a blast to some funky Indian tracks in one of their later flicks but yeah, didn't really convince me.
Either way, I got really excited as I always do when a random trip shows up and told my lady were going to India and that I needed her help as an assistant. A week later, we found ourselves amongst the biggest sensory overloaded situations we’ve been in to date. (and we live mainly in Bali) I mean the traffic is beyond but the fact that its streets are filled with the wild combo of monkeys, elephants, camels, pigs, donkeys, peacocks, a billion people... the list is long. Luckily this trip was organised so all I had to do was to get into a van and get driven to a beautiful, most likely pink building, shoot for a couple of hours then head to the next pink building.
Im not sure how people manage to live under these circumstances but I’m not surprised Yoga comes from this country. You would have to centre yourself the moment you step out on the street or theres a big chance your nervous system would have a little cry. Don’t get me wrong I loved this trip and the impressions and the little street chai teas in the filthy back alleys of rundown side streets...but I would most likely pick a Himalayan mountain top to climb next time, if there ever is one.