Pinko Abroad Day 1

Day 1 in India, or more amusingly known as neck licker land. So far so good - my neck has not been assaulted. To start with, let's give a big shout out to Rama! Happy Birthday Dude! Party like its 1999. It was a very long flight here, we left Aus late so landed with enough time to go pee and transfers terminals for our next flight. I hate not having a break in between! I did not sleep on the first leg so the 2nd flight I was stuffed and went right to sleep. I woke about 1.5 into it feeling really really unwell. There was a lot of turbulence and I could feel the vomit volcano rumbling down under. I took a few more travel tablets exceeding the 24 hour limit by about 7 now, problem was I had nothing to drink them with so swallowed them dry. Bad move, I ended up chocking and gagging mid flight and had to suffer the foul taste of tablets until we landed, but at least they did their job wedged there in. My throat and I went back to sleep hoping I did not anger the vomit volcano gods any further. After a few good hours catchup sleep in our hotel mum and I got up and went for a walk to see what's around. We went into a sari shop and bought some cotton Sarai's. 2 for Jane for the girls to use as sheets and 2 for me. Really pretty and really cheap! We kept walking and found an awesome bakery where I bought some cheese puff twists that also double as an awesome mustache, and diet coke! Yes! Diet coke! I was so happy!

We were feeling lazy and not wanting to think of what we should do so we had our hotel organize for a driver to take us around Deli. I think after all my trips to other Asian countries I have now become us to the chaotic driving. I mean it. Ames no sense as there are no real road rules and the horn is constantly used and you fit through spaces without hitting anyone. My first trip I used to look like this when I was in taxis etc

We visited India Gate, president house, a few temples, some tombs. You know ... The shiz.

Interesting pinko observations: Bromance is alive and kicking in India. Indian men walk around holding hands, hug each other, touch each other etc all in a non gay way. Go the Indian bromance! Tourists don't have to stand in lines and are treated really well. Every place we visited today the security would usher us out of the lines to buy our tickets first and also to get into the temples. I guess we are paying a higher entry fee and therefor why should we have to wait. They are still fascinated by westerners. I got asked to stand with some men in a photo today at one of the temples. I was a good sort and said yes. I think it's because I'm a bit of a fatso and they are fascinated with it. But then the amount of women I have seen with huge rolls of fat hanging out of their sari ... Deli is really clean and a nice city to be in.