Intro to India

All I can say is "Holy Shit! I'm here!"
I am so exhausted after 2 days and nights without any real amount of sleep, so I will soon crash for the rest of the day, but just wanted to let everyone know that I arrived in Delhi without (too) much of a hassle.

One of the first things I saw when I got off the plane where two armed security guards with automatic riffles. Right. I forgot about those things. I managed to get myself a SIM card and an Indian phone number, but it was a process. I guess everything you do here is a complicated, lengthly ordeal, which I wasn't really expecting! To get a SIM card they needed to take my picture, get a copy of my passport, what is my fathers name etc etc. Crazy!

Anyway, for the next 8 weeks I'll have this number, so if anyone wants to chat or text with me, here it is:
011 91 9716894175

I took a public bus into New Delhi and got off at the train station, and with a few people's help, made it to the area where most tourists stay along  the "Main Bazaar" in Paharganj. I've already been hassled a million times by rickshaw drivers, shop owners, and weird men who want to talk to me, but surprisingly I have kept my cool. I found a decent place to stay and have already had my first Indian meal for about 2 bucks. It isn't quite as overwhelming as I thought it might be, but I'm sure its coming, so I'll try to be ready for it. The honking of car/rickshaw horns though is enough to make you scream. I don't think I'll stick around Delhi too long. Tim told me to check out the museum which I'll probably do tomorrow and then I think I'm gonna get a train to either Agra to see the Taj Mahal or go straight to Varanasi to spend a few days before I head into Nepal.

Holy moly! Can't believe I'm here!
Cheers!

P.S. There are A LOT of hippies here who I think have been here too long. Not to judge (well, actually, yes I am judging) I think they need to go home, cut off the dreadlocks, and replace their prayer pants with a pair of trousers. Just saying...