So many people met, meals been had and sights seen, I feel I have been here an eternity already.
India is, as ever, a constant, relentless assault on the senses. The pungent aroma of ginger punctuates the air as you walk past the chaiwallas, whilst bright rikshaws & tempos make for a colourful interruption in the otherwise grey, monotonous city smog. And then, there's the food.
The produce is fresh, the food tasty and the variety endless. What can I say, there are just not enough meals in the day.