On Tuesday morning I had a journey into work with a difference. I had the foresight to put on a raincoat and flip-flops and carry my shoes in a bag, as it was raining heavily when I set off from the apartment at Chiragh Enclave, Nehru Place. It’s only a 5 minute walk over to the office by the Park Royal Intercontinental Hotel, but the roads become flooded very quickly – this particular morning saw me paddling through a flooded stretch of road in my flip-flops, with skirt hitched up round my knees and generally amused.
On my way to work Wednesday morning I was in the middle of handing in some laundry at the cleaners when my chest started to heave. A swift exit outside to vomit before returning to continue handing in my washing. Business as usual.
Ekta and Deepti took me to Delhi Haat for a couple of hours in the afternoon. I really didn’t want or need any more shopping but came away with 2 [more] pashminas; 2 x wooden picture frames; silver elephant silk-paintings; small square elephant silk-paintings; big oblong elephant silk-paintings, a leather bag… Hmmmm. Bartering is just too addictive. Especially when the stall-holders are struggling for custom due to the rains…