High-res
So, I’ve done a lot of random crashing of events in India (almost always by accident). This was a going away party for a guy from Spain who happened to be leaving India, after months here, on my last night (of two) in Bhuj. My friends were going, so I tagged along (and brought some Indian sweets as my entrance ticket).
Though I pretended it was actually a going away party for me, I helped to send him off from India about an hour after meeting him. The bonus — in addition to crashing the party — was an amazing, homecooked, Gujarati meal.
