"I trailed behind Kathy trying to take in my surroundings. None of my time in India had prepared me for this. We were standing on a wasteland. Literally. We were walking on a mountain of trash so tall, so expansive, that we were afforded a scenic vista of the city of Ahmedabad –the largest city in the state of Gujarat.
We stood on the peak of one of many trash mountains. The range, littered with people and dogs, baked under the sun as far as the eye could see. Large yellow trucks drove up and down its face bringing what appeared to be an endless supply of waste and noise. It was hot. And dusty. However, the smell of garbage trumped all. It permeated my every pore in an almost panic-inducing way."
