Hello, Delhi!

Wow. I'm in India!! And it's 10 times crazier than China was ...

On a two-hour riksha ride through Old Delhi, you might spot most or all of these things: a woman in a saree buying a saree, a brand-new Honda, a cow pulling a wagon full of potatoes, a man playing sweet music to his cobra (literally), a goat drinking from a water fountain, a man getting his hair cut on the curb, monkeys swinging on billboards, men urinating on the street or a wall or one of these really charming doorless urinals, stray dogs fighting each other, people praying, people spitting, people selling produce and fried foodstuffs, people baking bread ... And the list goes on.

Delhi. Lubit shubit. (I have no idea how to spell that, but it means "awesome" in Hindi.)

I leave Delhi tomorrow for Rajasthan, the state west of Delhi. The guy who set up my trip (through a government agency) bills the area as being much more culturally different from the US than Delhi, which he belives to be somewhat Americanized because of McDonald's, etc. If livestock and haircuts and monkeys in the street aren't that different, I guess I'll find out what is!
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