Today’s been epic. In more than one way, good and bad ways. But I’m here, in the middle of the mayhem that is Delhi. After a slightly dodgy taxi ride with slightly speed obsessed driver in the more than slightly dark, paying double because arranged driver couldn’t find me (not that I was almost the only foreigner at the airport at that late hour), unfriendly hotel staff, a WHOLE day of sight seeing and ‘only one more shop m’am. only looking and if not like, not buy!’ I love how simple life is in Delhi, not like, not buy! Duh! I did buy. Only a new journal though and I think I bargained hard. No biggie. In the second shop I was sorta forced to visit I made the round super quick just for the sake of it. Too quick apparently. My driver didn’t get points registered with the textile mafia for bringing customers. Oooops, sorry driver. He wasn’t pleased, I’m not exactly a doozy of a customer. Next up more dodgy SIM card and train ticket businesses. I have both now. And the next couple of days will reveal how legit they are. Ha. I believe in the good. It can’t be all that bad and frankly it isn’t as long as you stay on your toes. If that’s a thing.
So with that massive extensive sight seeing tour I’ve exhausted myself and my limited sight seeing capability. But I’ve got some great shots on my camera. I’ll just need to remember which tomb is which sight at some point in the future. One of the sights deserves some more attention. The Lotus Temple or also called Baha’i House of Worship. Its teachings are based on the concept of Oneness of God, Oneness of Religion and Oneness of Mankind – isn’t that so true? So, we’re guided into the beautiful inside of the lotus in small groups, noise forbidden as it’s a place of meditation. And as I take my seat, I can feel random tears urging me to let them break free. I had no idea where they were coming from, it was so sudden, literally the moment I sat my bum down on the bench. Flippin powerful place. I let them run for a bit. No noise, promise. And went on with my day feeling much more relaxed and grounded. I mean, not that I don’t believe in powerful energies and magical places, but it’s a different story when you can actually feel.
So here I am. Writing down my day eating Pizza Hut – yes, you are actually reading PIZZA HUT – on my shabby hotel bed out of fear of Delhi Belly. Haha! What an idiot, I was good for lunch though! Dahl and rice, nomm nomm. Ah and you get cubes of sugar cane with cumin and fennel seeds for digestion after your meal. How cool! Obligatory Chai Tea for dessert.