We have been in Delhi just shy of two weeks now, and it depresses me to say that we have spent more time in this stinking city than anywhere else in India! Out of necessity, obviously. So now visas for Kazakhstan and Mongolia in hand - the Russians aren't sure about us yet - we have been pacing the streets of Paharganj looking things to do and ways to spend the rest of our rupees.
It's not actually that bad, there is the odd moment in a day where there is a twinge of sadness as we think about leaving the country that on the whole has been fairly good to us. The incessant sales pitches of rickshaw drivers, touts, shop keeps however is enough to drive a man/woman to physical violence. I was told this morning as a courier nonchalantly tossed my brand new, tailored suit into a cardboard box to 'be positive' and that in India:'everything is possible'. We've heard this phrase more than a thousand times and despite on this occasion wanting to snap his neck, he was right I think. This country can be incredibly rewarding if you think positively and try not to cram it into your western mould.
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Chin up old Bean,
One door closes another opens and all
All the stories you've told me have been brilliant.
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