A week and 9.5 time zones later...
...I've made it to India! First, I had a whirlwind four days in Delhi with Briar and Raj and their children- the family I stayed with. They did a great job of showing me around the city and introducing me to people who will be great contacts, both personally and for my project.
Delhi was exciting and amazing. I went to an evening, outdoor Indian classical dance performance in the Purana Qila, which is a huge park in Delhi of semi-ruined ancient forts and other monuments. Sitting in this thousand year old structure, watching a thousand year old Indian dance, with the cool night air in my face, was absolutely magical. I also went to the 700 year old Tughlakabad's Fort just outside the city centre, explored some of the markets, went running with Raj in a park near their house, and saw many of the centers of American expat life-- the Embassy Compound, the American School, etc.
Delhi, however, was only a stop on my way to the Landour Language School in Mussoorie, where I will be taking intensive Hindi for the next couple of weeks, at least. To get to Mussoorie, I took a train today from Delhi to Dehradun, then a most harrowing taxi ride up the side of a mountain. I haven't been car sick since I was about 9... but today, I thought I was going to throw up multiple times. The school is in a little area in the hills above the town of Mussoorie, with only my hotel, a couple of convenience stores, and some fancy villas. It might actually be the most beautiful place I've ever been to in my life. From the little courtyard around my hotel, you can see huge mountain peaks and gorges on all sides of you. If you look far down, you can see small villages scattered along the mountain sides.
I am off to explore more before it gets dark! This trusty little convenience store down from my hotel has reliable internet, so never fear, I will be posting often!
Delhi was exciting and amazing. I went to an evening, outdoor Indian classical dance performance in the Purana Qila, which is a huge park in Delhi of semi-ruined ancient forts and other monuments. Sitting in this thousand year old structure, watching a thousand year old Indian dance, with the cool night air in my face, was absolutely magical. I also went to the 700 year old Tughlakabad's Fort just outside the city centre, explored some of the markets, went running with Raj in a park near their house, and saw many of the centers of American expat life-- the Embassy Compound, the American School, etc.
Delhi, however, was only a stop on my way to the Landour Language School in Mussoorie, where I will be taking intensive Hindi for the next couple of weeks, at least. To get to Mussoorie, I took a train today from Delhi to Dehradun, then a most harrowing taxi ride up the side of a mountain. I haven't been car sick since I was about 9... but today, I thought I was going to throw up multiple times. The school is in a little area in the hills above the town of Mussoorie, with only my hotel, a couple of convenience stores, and some fancy villas. It might actually be the most beautiful place I've ever been to in my life. From the little courtyard around my hotel, you can see huge mountain peaks and gorges on all sides of you. If you look far down, you can see small villages scattered along the mountain sides.
I am off to explore more before it gets dark! This trusty little convenience store down from my hotel has reliable internet, so never fear, I will be posting often!
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