After, shots, malaria pills, buying stupid stuff that I'll never need (of course i didn't buy the one thing I needed, a power adaptor) and would have been cheaper in India. I have arrived.
Arrived at 3am and took a taxi into Delhi, the cab driver asked us if it was our first time in India and then proceeded to drive like it would be our last.
Delhi at night is a scary place to get into, it's hot, raining and the narrow alleyways were blocked by giant city cows. The city cow is a friendly cow and loves to be photographed and given attention and milkings.
After sleeping the night and the instant culture shock away, Jamie and I were overwhelmed with India and headed to the government tourism office where we found out that all the trains were booked up and got sold on taking a car with a driver to travel around the North Western state of Rajastan.
So now we are in Rajastan with a driver and going from one temple, palace and fort to the next. It's mighty different out here and it's taking some time to get used to the way things work.
Already we are balking when an Indian vendor tries to charge us the tourist rate for a bottle of water from 40 US cents compared to the local 20 cents
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