Arrived in Delhi and all was fine - got through security and immigration, changed money over, picked up bag...nice.
A lesson on looking for the person who is picking you up: Read ALL the signs.
I spent a good half an hour praying/worrying outside Delhi airport, my mind racing to all sorts of absurdities, because I don't see anyone to collect me!
In one last attempt I decide all the names on the signs, even the ones inside the airport (where I was informed he would NOT be). And there he was, inside looking dead bored waiting! Fervent panic prayers turn to joyful thanks!
Thus commenced the 5 and a half hour journey to DehraDun. Not as bad as many had made out, I slept (ish) for about two hours. We stopped off for tea - very hot and sweet. I also walked in on a young boy going to the loo - good start to getting to know the people in India!
I have just awoken from a few hours sleep having arrived at the Thomas' - Sam and Margaret seem very nice. I'm living in an 'annex/extension' thing.
The Indian life is as I expected so far. The heat, dust, smell, poverty hasn't hit me as it did for many others. In fact, I feel pretty familiar with it. I wonder whether Tanzania taught me more than I thought. The only difference so far is the statues of gods that are dotted around the place, and the increase in the number of Indians (though there were a fair number in Tanzania too!)
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