Delhi Day!

I saw myself here a while back - a welcoming, sensory over load in the most serene way. Something yellow. Something green and the sunlight and the sliding doors... the placard help by the assistant of my soon-to-be-yoga-teacher. Confused? Sure. Amazed? Most certainly.

After all my flights (4 to be exact) I arrived almost 30 minutes early. Early!

So far I've already learned:

the driving-lanes mean nothing - true.
the proliferation of cows - true (saw six in five minutes)
the warmth - true! (it's 17 degrees Celsius)
the chaos at the airport? No longer true... or I magically missed it. It was very clean and orderly. Some of the hallways were almost eerily empty.
the smell I'd been warned about? Also not true. Sounds like things are off to a good start!

The hotel is fine too. I met one of the other yoga students (who was on the same flight from London) and we introduced ourselves, took the car together to the hotel and became roommate. And I thought Facebook was the quickest way to find roommates... and now: 1 room, 1 key... 1 bed. Yes, well... nice to meet you. Oh well. The shower and possibility of sleeping not in an airplane seat or airport chair is quite a treat after 36 hours.

So that's it. Here I am. I am here. I have had several moments of inner escatic joy and blinding fear (usually in quick succession) but the trip itself? Pretty much perfect!

p.s. during my 6.5 hour wait in Munich I was interviewed and photographed by a woman from a local newspaper doing a piece about the travelers in the Munich airport; where they are from; what they are doing and why they like Munich. Yep, I'm pretty much famous now.

Oh and Happy Republic Day India. :)