delhi is either a good place to land or a bad place depending on how fast you want to bump into the real india. good because it’s going to reset your perception and bad because you’re not ready for it. almost instantly i knew i wanted to get out as fast possible. of all the craziness that attacks your senses, it is the one of constant honking from the thousands of tuk tuks in tight alleys was the one that got to me right away.
i landed at 4am and i had arrange for a pick up from the hotel that i was staying at. so as i am walking out of the airport i see hundreds of people holding signs for the recently imported. of course, an adventure starts when something goes not as planned like me not finding my pick up driver! after that, i just the the ISNESS that is delhi take me on for the ride it was suppose to. i didn’t really try not to get taken advantage off. it’s like they know you know then you’re just both playing the game so much more carefree. no hard feelings right. i am sure i would been the same if i had never left on a boat 35 years ago. welcome home to your alternate reality.
good value taxi service
this was made form one rock. very poetic
Gandhi’s last steps
Indra Gandhi’s last steps.
i asked him to be in time out
alot of nothing happening in many directions
this was stage but i didn’t pay them
i was wearing google glasses
i love the two different expressions from the kids
no this is not street yoga, you guess it
this kid was almost smack into his routine performance
one of the colorful main drags
traffic laws not in effect at all times
this is a super mini van
he had an orange shirt on, i could resist
i was asked not to take photos up here but the germans were doing it
can you find the gap in here? it’s more dense than it looks because the smell is unseen
largest mosque in delhi
devotion is a beautiful expression to watch
entrance to the great temple
it’s not homeless, just tired
one of my favorite details from india, i love the banyan trees
there is a guy taking a picture of me taking a picture of the tourist
birds always get scare when i approach
i wasn’t sure if the white sky was smog or fog or smfog.
the fable red fort. shit is old here.
you’re looking at my hotel from the roof top cafe across the street. i went to a lot of roof tops as a means to escape the inescapable.