Saija

After a splendid time in Mumbai, I said a heartbreaking goodbye to my new friends and took the flight back to Delhi (or Dilli as the locals say it). Delhi was not at all as bad as I remembered, it had become a warm and sunny city while I've been away - and the fog was gone! I had a fun night with the others at the hostel in combination with some beer, and this did not make me want to leave the next morning! Quite the opposite in fact.
Well, after 22,5 awaken hours I was back in Vasa, Finland. Back in the cold and snow.

It has been the best decision ever to drop everything and move to Nepal for an autumn, and I've met some really incredible people indeed.
Always remember:
" Even if you're on the right track
you'll get run over if you just sit there."


That's all for this time.

After beeing in Agra, and seeing the beautiful Taj Mahal, I spent a night freezing my ass off. And to make it even worse, there was only cold water in the morning. Beeing so dissapointed at the fact that India was a lot colder than Nepal, I booked an impulsive flight to Mumbai to escape the cold showers and all the damn fog!

So here I am, after some difficulties, since there were no trains from Agra to Delhi (demonstrations going on) so we had to take a 6 hour long carride instead and almost missed the flight. So now I'm at Mumbai Airport, with only the tiny backpack I had with me to Agra (the rest of my stuff is at the hostel in delhi, and I didn't have time to go and get any of it), with no accomodation, at 2 am in the morning. Oh well, it's impulsive all right, and a lot warmer!