I spent my final two days in Delhi. I was fortunate enough to fly over with Catherine since she hasn’t ever been to Delhi or to Agra.
At the airport I managed to get both of my carry on’s to get pulled. It is so confusing going through security in different countries with different rules. In India, you don’t have to take your shoes or belt off before going through the metal detectors. A security person told me to put all of the stuff that I just took off. Chili powders are not allowed on carry on’s, I asked why but there was a miscommunication so I never found out why (luckily my spices didn’t have chili powder). My box of cookies was also suspicious to them too. And the present I got for my dad was questioned. Well overall I just had to show them all the contents of my bag.
Our flight was delayed for a little bit but we finally got to Delhi. Catherine and I went to Malviya Nagar Market and we just wondered for a bit. And the next day, my very final day in India in my beloved Delhi, we hired a car to take us around to all the main monuments. It was nice that Catherine got to see all the places that she wanted to without wasting time trying to catch a rickshaw. I really liked that I got to see Delhi one last time before I went home. We saw so many places from the outside since we were on a bit of a budget, but it was still great to see it that way. We had an unfortunate mishap with the Delhi Tourism people, lots of fighting words were exchanged and they were very unkind. For a business that is supposed to caterer to tourists, they certainly don’t do a very good job of it. I was really shocked that since it was government run that it was a priority to them to put their best foot forward to increase tourism in India, but not so. Anyways, at the end of our tour we had dinner before I had to pack up the rest of my stuff and go.
At the airport there was SO much security. I had to get my boarding pass and passport checked multiple times. I got questioned about what I was doing in India by an airline agent. Then I had to go through security again. Once we got to board the plane we had to go through another security check. This time with no shoes, belts, etc. Oh so annoying! My seat was right behind first class too, did you know that they eat the same food as economy but just on real plates? Oh, and they also get champagne and ice cream too. I got in at Newark at 5 in the morning and went through customs without a problem, but then I had to get my bags to recheck them again! I didn’t realize how heavy my bags were until I almost took out the guy next to me trying to get them. In the end he had to yank them off the belt for me. Once I managed to wrangle them to get them rechecked, my muscles wouldn’t work anymore since I was to cheap to pay for a trolly. The young guy there that was directing where to put your bags was like (in his New Jersey accent) “Is that to heavy for you? Baby, you over packed…” He nicely took my bags for me! Then going through security myself, my bags got pulled again this time for my tubes of Mehendi and cookies. What is up with these cookies? The fight from Newark to Portland was so empty in economy that we all got our own rows. I got to lay down in all three seats and took a very nice nap. Business class was all full, so I think that people in economy got the better deal here.
I landed safely in Portland at 11am and almost froze my buns off. It is soooo incredibly cold here compared to where I had been for 10 weeks. Where did the sun go? I miss you come back soon! Now I am layered up and I have to bundle up to go outside, even if it is only for a few minutes to take Rusty out to use the facilities. I am trying to readjust my sleeping schedule. So far no good…
I am really excited to see everyone and I love getting ready for Christmas. I can proudly say that I am done with Christmas shopping well before the day, this has never happened before… My best sis and best friend decorated the tree at our place and we baked cookies while listening to Christmas tunes a few days past. I am so ready to spread the Christmas cheer! Mele kalikimaka (or Merry Chistmas!)
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