Growing up I never really went on family vacations to exotic places like a lot of my friends. I always dreamed of the amazing places I could travel and made a long list of places I wanted to see when I was in elementary school. Years later, when I was a sophomore in college I saved up enough money to study abroad.
I remember being at work at 4:00am and with my sanity slowly slipping away I found a program entitled "Indian Art & Culture." Anyone that knew me at that point in my life knew I was the biggest germaphobe ever so the choice to go to India was an odd one. The application was due in the next few days so during that overnight shift I submitted the required materials and hadn't thought about it until I received an email of acceptance a week later.
Having never left the country before, I quickly applied for a passport, bought luggage, and loaded up on lots of hand sanitizer.
I was a broke college student so I couldn't afford the $300 travel doctor visit and thought I'd take my chances with Malaria (in hindsight this was incredibly dumb). Being the procrastinator I am, I arrived to JFK Airport just as my plane was about to board and was the last person on the plane. 18 hours later, I felt like I landed on an entirely new planet.
I took this photo just after the plane landed in New Delhi and we were headed to the hotel. The first notable thing was definitely the smell, but after a few weeks I didn't even notice it anymore.
Overlooking the balcony at the first hotel in New Delhi.
The smog was so thick that it blocked out the sun until almost noon. TMI: The air pollution was so terrible that anytime I blew my nose the tissue would turn black.
I will post more details and pictures of my trip later!