After over 40 hours of travel I finally arrived in New Delhi on Tuesday. I feel like it's been work, work, work, rush, rush, rush the entire time I've been here. I haven't even had a chance to take a photo, but maybe tomorrow.
I haven't found the words to describe this place (what little of it I've seen) it's so different, and yet so similar to all I've know. You walk into a grocery store and while it is the size of a large hallway you can find many of the products I am used to buying in the US (disposable clorox wipes, Skippy Peanut Butter, etc.) The tiny size means the things are stacked from floor to ceiling and it feels like there are more people working than there are shopping. There are no carts or baskets, instead a worker follows you around collecting your selections. An interesting way to shop.
We spent a few hours today at a market, where traditional stores, drug stores, grocery stores and tailors are mixed in with the occasional Body Shop or Benetton. Khan Market is near the embassy district, so they are at least use to seeing foreigners and we didn't get as many looks as usual. Even after spending the last couple of years in Rio, I can tell me time here will be a real eye opener, it just doesn't compare to any thing else I've experienced.
There is a part in front of our apartment and I've been trying to get up and walk each morning, one morning this week my iPod seemed to be in a country kind of mood. While the country music seemed a bit out of place in the middle of India, as usual the music seems to just fit my life.
Tift Merritt - Another Country
Falling is like brand new rain,
Places I have never been,
I thought these things would come to me.
Love is another country, and I want to go
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