this is me

Delhi, Delhi, Delhi....how shall I describe you? The first word that comes to mind: abrasive. The endless honking. The shoving in line. The chastising me when you're the taxi driver and you are upset that I don't know where I'm going...and yet - again, my colleagues are lovely. So much warmth, gratefulness for my time, willingness to drop everything in a busy schedule to get me the information I need. The 'no thanks necessary' when I show my gratefulness in return. The delicious food. Let's tell the rest of the story in pictures. Sunday sightseeing: India Gate ; elephants to greet me whenever I return to the hotel, along with a "namoskar" from a welcoming committee; a 50th anniversary celebration going on in front of the hotel; a delicious Indian meal with a friend who works for the British High Commission, followed by beer at a bar called Rodeo, complete with saddles for barstools; and the chance to ride a (clean, inexpensive, orderly)...

Oh, to live in a city surrounded by mountains. It's been cloudy most of time I've been here, but the cloudiness has made for the most gorgeous views. My work week is done, and I'm celebrating by writing a blog post, drinking a can of Everest beer from the mini bar, and probably ordering room service. I think I've finally beaten jet lag, but I have no desire to go out tonight - I'd rather follow my typical Friday night pattern, except this time it will include writing up my first trip report. So, back to those clouds and mountains - this picture is from the rooftop terrace where breakfast is served (including a view of Boudha ): This is from the rooftop of the office building where lunch is served: This was a great work trip - progress made on long outstanding issues, new relationships built, etc. - but i'm sure you'd rather hear about the touristy part. On Wednesday afternoon one of the office drivers took me and a colleague to Bhaktapur . I have ...