After two straight red eye flights, 21 hours of flying and two days of travel we arrived at Delhi International Airport where we met our guide for the tour, Vikas! He is a nice chap. . . he warned us about what we eat to avoid getting what is termed the “Dehli Belly”. Fist item of business was obtaining some Indian Rupee for which to pay for goods and services. Clayton withdrew the max amount from the airport at the ATM machine. . . a whopping 8K rupee! (We found out this only sounds impressive, in reality it is only about $145). We made the hour long trip to the hotel in our tour bus and were greeted with marigold lei’s, some sort of lime drink and a red mark on our foreheads. By the end of this day I found that I no longer had ankles (they disappeared) and both eyes had busted capillaries. We were a mess. We ordered room service for dinner but were asleep before they could make it to our room . . . it was 7 p.m.
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