Screaming “India Baby” (ala Joey on Friends in their London trip)\u00c2\u00a0 at the top of my lungs every few hours is getting really annoying (not to me, to Yano).\u00c2\u00a0 “New Delhi baby”, on the other hand, doesn’t have such a nice ring to it.<\/p>\n
We arrived this morning, and took a taxi to our Couch Surfing friend Dheeraj’s place.\u00c2\u00a0 The drive there was exhilirating– everything I expected– crazy driving, kamikazee motorcycles, cows in the middle of the street, you name it.<\/p>\n
Dheeraj’s family has been wonderfully hospitable.\u00c2\u00a0 We’ve had the best food, and a 30 minute nap that turned into 5 hours.\u00c2\u00a0 Obviously we haven’t done anything but walk to the internet cafe.\u00c2\u00a0 I suppose we can start our day tomorrow.<\/p>\n
Ok, we must go.\u00c2\u00a0 My brain isn’t really working and Yano insists on going with Dheeraj to the gym.\u00c2\u00a0 I, OTOH, am going to drink some tea and take a nap.<\/p>\n
We are major jetlagged.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Screaming “India Baby” (ala Joey on Friends in their London trip)\u00c2\u00a0 at the top of my lungs every few hours is getting really annoying (not to me, to Yano).\u00c2\u00a0 “New Delhi baby”, on the other hand, doesn’t have such a nice ring to it. We arrived this morning, and took a taxi to our Couch … Continue reading New Delhi baby<\/span>