Dust bowl Delhi!
Kim, a typical Indian guy & a sadhu (holy man).
Just another way of getting things done.
One of our many friends who joined us for a cup of chai!Bye-bye Bangkok. Hello dust bowl Delhi! New Delhi is, by far, the dirtiest place either of us has ever been to. It’s a hectic city of 12.8 million people, a large population of whom are destitute and live on the street. It breaks your heart to see small, dirty, crusty eyed children begging on the streets or babies being carried by an older sister of 4 or 5 as she rummages through garbage. The poverty in India is of such epic proportions that you can’t help but feel helpless every time you walk out of your hotel. On top of that there’s a constant sea of people, cars, taxis, rickshaws, bicycles, cows and dogs. Everywhere you look there’s garbage. The stench is enough to make you gag sometimes. You have to be careful when walking not to fall into an uncovered manhole or step in a big pile of cow dung. It’s about 40 degrees and super dry which is why we’ve taken to calling it dust bowl Delhi!
