I had expected India to push the very edges of my personal bubble to the absolute max. But, during my time there, I saw some pretty intensely gross and bizarre things most of which made me collapse into giggles.
Here's my list of oddities in India:

Dolphins in the Ganges. They're black, and they're blind, and if you see one, its like incredible. It was like being transported back to a 1950's Disney film; this creature didn't seem like it could ever be real, until I actually saw it!

Floating gift shops on the Ganges. There are gondola's weighted down with all sort of baubles and trinkets. I remember having one of those floating gift bazaar's sidle up to our boat on the Ganges. The man who was sailing it, and also selling goods, was holding up a handful of glass beaded necklaces, screaming that they were "DIAMONDS. I HAVE DIAAAAAMONDS FOR SALE" at the top of his lungs. Clearly they weren't diamonds. It was hysterical.

Another Ganges occurance. We were floating down, and came upon a cow that had died and been pushed into the river. A crow sat on its head, playing with something we couldn't make out from out position in the water. As we floated closer, we all came to the realization that this crow was trying to eat the dead cow's eyeball. The funny thing was, that the crow kept trying to fly off with the eyeball, which was still attached at the socket, so it would "boing" back into place as soon as the crow took off. It was so disgusting, yet so cartoonish, that all 12 of us sat transfixed before, simultaneously, bursting out laughing.

I saw a dog eating human feces like it was a candy bar. I nearly barfed.

India was so hot that it only took 2 days out in the sun for my toenail polish to melt right off my feet.

I was in this little town called Orccha, and went for a walk by the river on my own one morning. I chatted with a few locals who knew English, and made my way down to the mouth of the river, where people were doing laundry and bathing. Most of them smiled and waved, and went on with the washing. All of the sudden, a gleaming SUV comes barrelling down the street. It looked like an Escalade. Let me just say, that I had not seen a car in the past 5 days in ANY of the cities we were in, let alone a shiny Escalade! So, the driver pulls down to the mouth of the river, cranks the radio (George Michael, if you're curious), and begins to wash his car alongside the people who were bathing. It was complete insanity to be in the presence of such poverty, and an ESCALADE. I felt like I was in the twilight zone.

Vinyl seats seem to be everywhere on any sort of public transport in India. Why, in a country as hot and humid, would vinyl be a wise choice? I mean, sitting on a train for 15 hours on vinyl could almost be considered torture!