Our goodbyes finished, our parents waved us through the gates, “Big steps were taken”, Quentin Kline and Graeme Sproule were feeling good. For a while. It started off smoothly at the Ottawa airport… Toronto was fine… Delhi was a beast. Everyone warns you about scams, but nothing really prepares you like going through it once. I won’t go into all the gritty details about our rather embarrassing lack of Indian street smarts, but the outcome came out to a ridiculously overpriced eight hour cab ride. However the stars aligned and Graeme and I were dropped off in what seems to be a backpackers paradise Rishikesh.