I recently came back from a week in Delhi. Five days of intense work for a workshop IT for Change was organising, and then, three days of wandering around in Delhi, following the steps of Deepika, eating in her favourite places, buying in her favourite shops.
And beyond that, Delhi allowed me to
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| Haha ! |
- get rid of a big part of my hair
- rediscover the joys of being a tourist and a backpacker
- eat some yummy North Indian food
- experience that 45° of dry heat is actually bearable, in spite of the frequent warnings of my colleagues, and their constant association between my white skin and heat stroke
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| Old Delhi |
- realise with pleasure that having lived in India for the past eight months enables me to walk in old Delhi as easily as I walk in Bangalore, avoiding rickshaws and carts of different types, bargaining with auto drivers, looking like I know where I am going
- observe how some Indians are terribly uncomfortable with homosexuality - cf. a love scene in the film 'I am' during which the whole audience started giggling as I remember people giggling when I was 15.
- discover some of its marvels
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| Humayun's tomb - same architect as the Taj Mahal |
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| Jama Masjid mosque |
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| From above, on the top of the minaret |
- confirm how most Indians actually like to be photographed, and absolutely enjoy seeing their photo afterwards
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| The cobbler, fixing my shoe, who even grinned when he saw his photo |
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| And the lady who was smiling at me next to the cobbler |
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| Flower garlands |
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