INDI-AHHHH!

In Delhi there are four vehicles to two lanes and the horns never stop, rickshaws, taxis, buses, bicycles, motorcycles and pedestrians push their way through the bustle. The whole place smells of spices and garbage. Young men live on mattresses in the dirt and garbage beneath highway bridges on the side of the road and urinate in the open while women in bright colored saris ride side saddle on the backs of broken down motorcycles. Most everyone wants to sell you something and while you can fight off the commercialism in you there is only so long you can deny 20 rupees (less than 50 cents) to a man with no hands following you through the big bazarre adorned with overhead Christmas lights, car fumes and child labor. Its overwhelming and I'm a little lonely and tired already or constantly guarding my pockets and bags...being so mistrustful is not in our nature and so it exhausts the mind. I have taken up with a information center which I know is ripping me off a little but I needed a place to crash after being up for more than 24 hours...I got a room for tomorrow night for a third of the price...and its essentially the same room and only a block and a half away. Going to the US and Nepalese embassies tomorrow and then maybe a little sightseeing depending on my stomach's condition after my first Indian meal...which was quite yummy. I couldn't get a train to Jaipur till the day after tomorrow since, little did I know, its crazy festival season all over India and everythings a-movin-and-a-shakin and jam packed. I need some sleep if you couldn't tell...this is being written entirely on my phone for the first time which I better get used to since I don't know about internet availability, so sorry if there are a lot of goofs. Alright, good night from the other side of the world. I hope you all generate some gratitude next time you drink water from the tap or take a bite out of a piece of fruit without having to fry it twice to make sure everything on it is dead haha. Send messages, I could use some company.