Slate has a funny travelogue up where this guy talks about how crazy India is. It's not just that India's poverty is bad, it's otherwordly.

I gaze out on wet, destitute slums. Wherever one can build a shanty, someone has. Wherever one could be pissing, someone is. The poverty's on a mind-blowing, overwhelming scale, and you feel so helpless.

A few years back I remember listening to the Howard Stern show and Howard's sidekick Robin was talking about how for years she dreamed of visiting India. When the time was right, she spent her thousands, flew to the subcontinent, promptly got sick/grossed out/terrified and was back in the States within two days. Now, obviously you can't learn anything about anything in just two days, but I'm telling ya, India is not for me. Indiana, maybe...