The Golden Triangle

Simon and I set off early Thursday morning for Jaipur after a couple days recalibrating back in Delhi following the trip to up Dharamshala. We spent two days sightseeing and two nights luxuriating at the charming Khandela Haveli in Bani Park before heading to Agra, by way of Fatehpur Sikri, prior to sunrise Saturday morning. By sundown, we'd braved all the crowds, snapped our obligatory photos in front of the Taj Mahal, and safely reached Delhi via the trusty Yamuna Expressway. Absolutely exhausted, we climbed the stairs to the flat only to find my landlords already in the apartment--but that's a story for another time.

Sunday we rested and packed. Simon finally had a chance to meet my roommate, Kyle, who had made his way back from Bikaner while we were traveling, over happy hour drinks on the rooftop of Summer House Cafe. We gorged on tandoori momos one last time, then Harpal (our driver from the Jaipur-Agra trip) arrived around midnight and drove us out to the airport under cover of darkness. I tagged along, as Simon did me the enormous favor of hauling a couple rather large pieces of my luggage back to SFO in anticipation of the impending return to California. Indira Gandhi International is a happening place in the wee hours of the morning, but from what I gather he made it out of there in one piece. No major crises or health problems to report. We sure packed a lot into sixteen days, and what a joy it was to share so many experiences with him here in India this month.

I'll let the pictures tell the rest of the story.