Asking our receptionist to book our transfer to the airport for the forth time was a classic example of India's inefficiency and we eventually lugged our rucksacks into the boot of a taxi and rolled towards the airport. It's 5am and the roads are eerily quiet for an Indian city. Arriving at the airport with a punctual three hours before departure as planned was a relief. We wobbled towards our Sky Airways counter and could barely contain our excitement at the t...