First day in India

The flights from NY to Paris and then Paris to Delhi were easy.
We arrived just after 11pm on Thursday night. I was nervous getting through customs with all the balloons but I joked with the guards (they liked my hat and my stock reaction is “I like to be inconspicuous whereever I go”) – they didn’t even look at our bags.

We looked for the driver who had a sign with our name… but we couldn’t find him. Finally when I decided I better dig out the telephone number of Sharon (our friend in Delhi who’s kind enough to host us while we’re here), we saw him holding the sign with our names. Next we were nervous that our three big cases might not fit in his car… but he was about to squeeze them in… and we made it in as well.
Half an hour later we arrived at Sharon’s… about 1 AM.i
We talked for a couple of hours before we all needed to get to sleep.

This morning we discussed possible plans for the next few days, had breakfast, and then Annie did her yoga as I took off to get a chip for the cell phone.
In about another half hour from now one of Sharon’s friends will meet us to set up a balloon workshop/performance at a special school and have Annie design costumes for a group that performs on stilts.

Sharon also gave me several books of Indian tales. In February when Annie’s doing her Yoga in Southern India – Mysore – I might return to Delhi to perform some of these stories during a special celebration week about Indian cultures.