Delhi

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) metro in another country.

Overall, a good experience.

On to Dhaka tomorrow...





Comments

Unknown said…
great pictures!
Kristin Smith said…
Awesome pics, Em! What a fabulous trip.

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