Here is what I wrote during the bus ride after we landed in Delhi

elated. gleeful. driving on the charter bus from the airport, 40 minute drive along two lane road into downtown new delhi. I’ve been sticking my head out the window to smell the Delhi air, which is liike over-ripe vegetables and exhaust. it is warm, 85 degrees and very humid, but this feels really nice after all the air-conditioned plane air. The group is quiet now—we’ve been traveling for 21 hours now, some of us more. There’s not much to see on the road, but almost every small thing is interesting. There are lots of motorcycles, most of them with two riders. We just pulled up to the YWCA of India—more later.

I'm here.

Well, scant internet access so far, but I've a moment now. Got here safe and sound. Things are going very well. Pretty much constant state of glee. India India India. Not so jet-lagged actually. Group is excellent, so are instructors. More soon.

joining the ranks of the internet self-published

T-minus 4 days until departure, and counting. I still have around 30 items on my to-do list, which includes reading three books, writing two essays, learning the Hindi alphabet, and the standard errands, organization, packing, etc. (Naturally, I chose to spend 45 minutes creating this blog!) Is there comfort knowing that, ready or not, I'll be on the plane Monday afternoon? I'm not sure. I don't think so. At least I have some very nice helper elves. Anyway, no good excuse to keep writing this damned blog.

P.S. Although it's overshadowed for the moment, I am unbelievably excited about this trip, my first adventure overseas. And I think it has hardly hit me what I am about to do.