Delhi to Assam, India Day 3: 5.13.16

Today we made our way at 8:00 am to the Palam Domestic Airport which would take us to Assam, India in Northeastern India.

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Stuck in traffic on the way to the domestic airport

Traffic is pretty much always an issue in Delhi, similar to New York or even Miami. There is constant honking, but rarely do you see tempers flare with the honking. In general, it is almost like people honk just to let others know where they are. Simply as an observer, it would seem that this may have something to do with the organized chaos that is Delhi traffic. There are lines on the roads, but people generally don’t pay much attention to them and will fit their vehicle in wherever they can find room. This is almost like a skill one could put on LinkedIn to be endorsed, as it is very awe-inspiring to see people weave in and out of traffic and never once being witness to an accident in the couple of days being in Delhi.

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Heavy traffic on the way to

Yup…looks something like that…

Finally, we made it to the domestic airport. The process looks a lot similar to what you would expect to find in a USA airport. However, when you reach security there is a glaringly obvious deviance from what someone from the USA would expect to see. Women and men would split up to go through a metal detector at the Indian domestic airport. Where men would enter a metal detector marked “Males” where the man would stand on a small platform and security personnel would use their wand to search for anything suspicious on the person’s body. On the other side, women enter a metal detector marked “Females” and ushered into a small room which has a curtain hanging in front of the door so as to what I can only guess is to give the female privacy. Once in the room, the female is wanded similar to that of the man. Easy enough difference to get through.

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After security we were guided into lines within a terminal similar to which you would see within the USA. Yes, if you can believe it, the above picture has lines of people in it. Some things in airports translate to multiple cultures, it would seem.

When it was our turn to board the train, we were placed into buses and transported to the airplanes on the tarmac. From there we went up ramps to the plane. In the front, passengers would get on the plane, while in the back of the plan passengers would exit.

Soon after we were in flight for roughly 2.5 hrs, the flight itself was uneventful which made it delightfully pleasant for the relieved passengers who are bad flyers.

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After arriving in Assam, India we all grabbed our luggage and took off for Dibrugarh University. We traveled the roads for about 45 minutes. During this time, we passed many homes, people, and tea estates along the way. We also passed cows. Everywhere. Seriously. On the roads, pastures, and sometimes hanging out in front of businesses with the people. It was awesome. The drivers even did some really cool 007 maneuvers to safely avoid hitting the cows.

(Picture coming soon)

We then arrived at Dibrugarh University where we were introduced to the guest houses. The accommodations are located in a beautiful location which allowed for breathtaking views from each rooms’ balcony.

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Next we were guided to the University’s Chancellor’s offices where we were introduced to the Vice Chancellor Alak Kr. Buragohain. Mr. Buragohain spoke of the university’s many endeavors and shared dialogue with our group on what our interests are as students and what we can expect in Assam. At the conclusion of the visit, students were invited to investigate the university and it’s many alluring aspects.

(Additional pictures coming soon)

 

~Leah Abramoff

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