It is Sunday afternoon in Dehli. The flight in on Fri night was uneventful. We landed safely in Dehli a little before 10 p.m. Long lines to check in at the airport and then a bit of a wait for our bus. While at the airport there were a group of drummers welcoming guests. There was a bit of a procession with the drummers and a horn player who came to welcome the Indian boxer who won at the Asian games. He was carried around on their shoulders with a garland of marigolds around his neck.
We then checked into the Wongdon guest house sometime after midnight. I did try to sleep but there was a serenade of car horns, dogs barking, pigeons cooing, people talking, music playing and other sounds I have not deciphered. I passed the night in a half awake-half asleep dream like state with this lullaby of India in the background.
Today we visited the Tibetan tailors. First we went to pick out the fabric. Having to choose from so many beautiful fabrics was not easy. Then the tailor's took our measurements. The tailors are making me a traditional Tibetan dress called a Chuba. It will be delivered to us on Tuesday at Dharamsala, if all goes well.
This evening, the plan is a visit to the Red Fort and then back on the bus for an overnight busride to Dharamsala. I am hoping to catch some sleep on the bus as there is too much fun to be had during the day to take time out to rest.
I send my love to you all back home.
Mindy
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