A Brit in India,
Men urinating everywhere
The spitting of tobacco which leaves a vile brown stain up walls.
Cows, everything stops for cows and trying to pass them and the rabid dogs really scares me.
Having your bag searched and a plastic tag put on the handles so you dont steal anything, or in some places your handbag is put in another bag and sealed. Then on leaving the store you have to show your receipt to a security officer to be stamped to show you have paid.
Being electronically' wanded' by security going into shopping malls, men one side women the other.
Having neighbours think Im odd because I dont have or want a maid and Im quite capable of doing my own cleaning..
Selfies, got this really gets on my nerves, locals want selfies with me all the time, no stop it its rude and pushy. Almost fell down an escalator when a whole family pounced on me. And even the doctor in the hospital wanted one, just go away..
Spacial awareness of other people, Im sick of others pushing in front of me even though you can see yes I too am waiting in a line. The standing very very close to me is unnerving, young men wanting to be as close to me as they can without touching. And the hassle from men in general, just f off will you. Total lack of respect for women.
Not being able to drive as the driving is very dangerous, therefore loosing a lot of my independence and having to rely on others , which means I cannot be spontaneous or pop back out if I have forgotten something..
Not seeing a mushroom in the shops for 7 weeks, and now know if you see something buy it, you may never see it again....like tonic water...
God I could go on, WTF am I doing here?