AK 47's at the airport.
lime and soda water.
Lost finding hostel.
Oh, because hostel is in the ghetto.
Cows. Lots of cows. Skinny cows.
Piles of burning trash.
beautiful women in sari's.
steamed eggs on the side of the road for 10 cents.
Purple, red, and deep blue.
Bollywood music making my shoulders bounce.
deep brown, curious eyes of children.
I'm in India. And I'm so fascinated.
Greetings from Delhi. Our train ride across the north begins tomorrow. Today we woke up after 10 hours of sleep (!) and are now waiting our breakfast in the hostel. We are heading to the Red Fort and the site where Gandhi was shot, using the metro to get everywhere. Wish us luck!
walk slow. xoxo.