Leaving Delhi is a bit more comfortable than arriving in Delhi. It is not the chaotic mess that was leaving New York. Boarding in NY took over an hour, three airline agents, megaphones and I believe a light saber. One guy was getting deported, one threw a tantrum because he couldn't comprehend the boarding process and there was more pushing and shoving than with a bunch of tweens at a Miley Cyrus concert.
The Delhi departure terminal is heaps better than the arrival area. There is even a Subway sandwich shop. That part being just wrong. I mean, if you are going to install an American super chain, at least make it a Four-Bucks. I watched as the 10 plus group of middle aged Americans scrambled to board the plane. Once I heard a Texan accent and saw a New Orleans t-shirt, big beer belly and white tube socks, I knew I must be on the right flight.
I still think my favorite moment in India was when I stepped on to the 777 and heard the flight attendant call to the ground crew and said that "a passenger has a 'Big Buddha' and is not sure it will fit in the overhead compartment."
I had to ask about this.."Excuse me, did you say that someone has a Big Buddha back there?" She sighed and rolled her eyes.."Yes". With that she was off to help Buddha Man.
Only in India. Where you can buy Buddha statues, wives and an Ayurvedic doctor and try to put them all in the overhead bin. Oh and there is a sale on sprituality. I think it runs until the end of the month.
I still love India :)
That was the most fun I have had in quite a while<3 Keep writing, my good nature depends upon it!
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