Beginnings

I made it to Delhi in one piece, but Kdogg did not. I expect this is because of the almost-bombings in London (she had a layover there) but I have yet to know what exactly went down. I did manage to wait for her flight for 7 hours before calling the airline, though.

I haven't slept in 30+ hours and just now managed to find myself a hotel. Getting here was quite the adventure, I made many 'friends' along the way. Newsflash: travelling as a single woman alone in India is very difficult. Lord have mercy. The general insanity of the streets combined with the not having sleepness mixed with the address search that required me to stop in 4 different places to ask directions (each with conflicting answers, of course) and I am ready to just pass out for the night. I can't believe I'm even coherent. Hell, maybe I'm not...

First, though, I'm going to grab some food and make some phone calls, and otherwise do anything that will keep me upright until at least 7 pm. Then I think I should be ready for bed.

The bonus part of all of this? I have no luggage. For some reason I am THE ONLY PERSON on my flight whose luggage got lost; they sent it to Madras for some unknown reason. They say it should take two days. TWO!!

What an adventure this is turning out to be. I'm in high spirits but in terrible need of the basics: sleep, food, a shower, and maybe some indication of what the hell is going on with my travel buddy.

This city? By the way? Absolute fucking chaos.