A 3 hour flight from Dubai and I am here! After making it past Delhi airport's grumpiest customs officer, I was officially in India. The guy from the hotel was very fashionably late which was fine because I was more than happy being hassled by taxi drivers for an hour with all my bags in the 40 degree heat. I arrived at the airport, downed my welcome drink and went exploring. After having a chat with a few locals I plucked up the courage to try some local cuisine. A kingfisher beer and a mushroom curry was a perfect welcome to the country. I organised a taxi to pick Helen up in the morning and headed to bed after setting my alarm for 4:20.