Hanging by a thread...

Jesus, this place is nuts! Officially I think I've just had the most bonkers two days of my entire life. The plane journey went without a hitch, got drunk enough to forget exactly where I was going, ate well, passport control was painless, my bag was one of the first off the trolleys and my driver was there to pick me up... he even spelt my name right!

Then it hit me.... Delhi....

It's covered in a thick blanket of fog at the moment... I thinks its more likely the pollution, the traffic here is immense! The driving (and I've been doing some research here) is almost 56 times worse in Delhi than in Italy... its amazing... lanes mean nothing, sides of the road mean nothing, they even drive at right angles across it.... yet it all seems to work, no one seems to crash.

The rest... having reached my hotel I managed to pluck up the courage top go out... and trust me it took courage. I went for a walk... haha... hopping out of the way of cyclist, rickshaws, cars, cows, cat and dogs.... to Connaught Place... an utter mess of shops and stalls and peddlars and con-artists... got myself a mobile phone (just) without getting too ripped off! That was all for yesterday... today I made it to the Red Fort, the Jami Masjid Mosque (the first mosque I've ever set foot in... quite beautiful) and Chandi Chowk Bazzaar... utterly-fucking-crazy... hectic, noisy... all the cliches you hear about India rolled up in this maze. I tried my first street food (the place looked properly ghetto but damn was it tasty!)... almost got pickpocketed by a group of 4 kids... and took my first cycle rickshaw whick are now offically my favourite form of transport, Chris Hoy ain't got shit on these guys... Chris Who more like! Love them!

Anyhows, written enough methinks. Going up to the roof to watch the sunset... and prepare myself for day three... which, if anything like days one and two... will be incredible.