Jenni and I are going to be in India for the spring festival: Holi. Everyone goes around slinging dyes of various colors at each other.

I was talking to an Indian girl this weekend and she said that a big part of the fun is “it’s an opportunity for the boys to touch the girls.”

The guidebook also mentions that the festival coincides with the local marijuana harvest. They warn the careful tourist to only buy from vendors seen selling to women and children lest they ingest something specious.

So, wandering fucked up through a massive sex-laden two day spiritual cleansing dye fight. Sounds like a hell of a good time.

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