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... served pizza for less than 50p! It was a welcome treat from the curries we have been eating 24/7, even if the pizzas were still pretty spicy. My margarita left me with a runny nose, watery eyes and a burning mouth.
Today we had much needed lie in, I woke up to find Lloyd doing press ups at the end of the bed clearly not wanting the curries to go to his hips! It is very hot here, probably about 30 degrees so we are very thankful for the fan ...
... into riding in an ‘ambassador car’ to the bus terminal, being told that the station was 23 kilometers away. After driving what seemed closer to four kilometers in the span of 15 minutes I looked at the driver with incredulousness. I obviously wanted to protest, but since I already settled on the price before getting into the taxi, I had little choice but to pay for the over-priced car, even begrudgingly. As I handed over a fist-full of rupees ...
... is a trip. His employee is a surly fellow, who flings completed garments over his shoulder, with a sneer. Fortunately, the tailor himself is a lovely man. Last night, we tried on some of our clothes by the light of a birthday candle, as there was no electricity.
The new hotel is much better - clean, with mosquito netting and a shower that does not turn our stomachs. We are right on the main tourist ghetto drag, and from the roof watch life from dawn to deep tropical dark.
... look like, except on a much smaller scale.
As for my first impressions of India, I am not overwhelmed
any more than I was in Morocco or Ghana. But then again, I was pretty sheltered
on an air-conditioned coach bus for much of the day. It was extremely hot
today…thank god for the bus. So, I don’t think I have fully experienced it yet.
It is extremely dirty and dusty here. People just throw their trash everywhere
on the streets. Then, the ...
... in Delhi on a bus tour around the city, which is not my favorite thing because I feel like such a tourist while I just sit in air-conditioned bus, drive around to all the most important sites to see, and view everything from a window. Luckily we were able to get out at a few main sites including the place where Gandhi was cremated, which was breathtaking. The orange and purple flowers that lined the path were so gorgeous. We ...