holi crap.

Well, after Khanh's beautiful prose, I don't know how I can compete. All I can say is that I am probably the most paranoid and hypervigilant of the the three of us.... I am going to blame being the eldest of 4 and having little sisters. Last night, after visiting the Taj and Agra Fort, we made our way back to the Agra train station to catch the train back to Delhi, but instead of taking the usual autorickshaw to navigate the bovine-canine-homo-sapiens-ridden dark streets, we decided to go on foot. NO problem... only 500 meters, or says our map. Well, let's just say we got slightly lost on the dark streets with random bikes and rickshaws and groups of young men who I was sure were going to throw water balloons at us given the Holi festival was around the corner. I wasn't sure that we were going the right way and even if someone did direct us, I was totally suspicious that they were just making shit up. So, I spent the walk in ninja position, at time pushing Ammu with my immense strength so that she wouldn't be hit by the stealthy autorickshaws (sorry ammu). I thought the cows were going to stampede,too. Yes, I was freaking out a bit on the inside. We finally saw the bright white light of salvation... the train station... and I took a deep breath of relief. Obviously, I am adjusting to the constant rush, seeming disorganization of it all. It is a good lesson in just letting go sometimes and trusting things will work out. There is only so much you can control, even in the most "controlled" of situations. So I am telling myself to put my hands up and experience this incredible country. I am lucky to have such fantastic fellow travelers who have my back (and, obviously, I have theirs.... perhaps even a little too much) :)