We're in New Delhi, having survived a wild taxi ride that almost ended in the driver smashing into a median, Steph cursing him out, and me laughing all the way. The taxi cab has swastikas in each of the corners of the window. Not sure exactly what that meant, me no speak English, but I should have known he'd tried to kill us. India is cleaner, by a bit, and has paved roads. Plus, our hotel is beautiful, and actually has a working toilet (plus, we don't have to pay for toilet paper!) that allows us to sit and read a paper rather than wonder what might come crawling out of the hole underneath us.
We had a really nice dinner last night at Mingma's home. It was the first building in Kathmandu that wasn't falling down. Very modest, but he and his wife are unbelievably sweet people. We've asked him to come to CO but who knows if that will ever happen. He's he first sherpa to ever become a dentist, and he works his butt off for virtually nothing. Incredibly, he would make more money if he were a waiter.
Tomorrow we're touring Old and New Delhi, then it's off to hunt tigers and the Taj.
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