Five years ago I sat on a train chugging north toward Calcutta. In my 3-month stay in India I had ridden a few trains, but this one was different. First, I didn’t need to be on it any more. The pastor I was suppose to rendezvous with in Calcutta had to cancel his travel plans last minute. This train also was stuffed well beyond capacity – holding 23 people in a 9-person compartment.
I had an incredibly uncomfortable 18-hour journey ahead of me and nothing but a host family waiting on the other end. The host family had been arranged through an Indian ministry partner.