welp, here I am! this place is like no other i’ve ever seen! i could compare some of the street sights to Brazil, in the contrast of rich, poor, dirty, clean, new, old, and dilapidated. i had expected there to be many strange [bad] smells, luckily this expectation has been quashed as i have not yet needed to ride city busses. many of the women i have been around wear these lovely little white flowers hanging in the back of their hair, and they smell absolutely wonderful!
i ride a big yellow Christel House bus to school which is nice because the public busses look scary…
nearly there. all i have left is to find the christel house driver when i get to Bangalore. thank goodness the 14 hours to Delhi was relatively uneventful, even comfortable 🙂
arrival in DEL was pleasant getting off the plane, the international airport was very nice and nearly deserted. i took the chance to change into my linen pants and use the restroom while they still looked nice (and they were). the stalls were even larger than the ones in O’Hare.
i exchanged my cash for Rupees, stopped at the prepaid taxi stand inside then headed through the doors to find my cab…
as i headed out, i straightened myself, trying to look confident like i knew what i was doing. upon stepping through the doors, i felt the blast of what felt like 1,000 hair dryers pointed directly at me. i don’t think i’ve ever felt this kind of heat before. it was like being followed too closely by a hot charcoal grill.
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