It’s good to be back in a punjabi again!Drinking sweet cardamom chai tea,
feeling the burn of a good curry,
breathing the dust of a polluted city.
Here are some pictures of our time here so far.
The classic rickshaw sight. The roads are swarming with these little yellow go-getters. Little three-wheeled carriages that house 3 or 4 passengers, and deek and weave in and out of lanes to get you where you want to be. 
Rickshaw is our standard and widely accepted mode of transport. To and fro the hospital everyday, and they are how you generally get anywhere around town.
This is Orissa getting wrapped in a sari after expressing interest in the fabric at a shop in the market.
Delicious Indian homemade food at our hostel. Love the steel circular plates. Lots of rice and small scoops of different curries. Love it.
Notice no utensils... it is assumed and understood that eating is done with your right hand. Yum!
Some of the team at the park:
Us trying our hand at arty National-Geographic photos.But seriously, it's not an uncommon sight to see women fully covered with only their eyes exposed. Dressed in black of course, not colours.
Practicing a game of cricket, like all good Indian citizens.
close to where we live.
The Hospital! For a delivery, they required a cap, mask, and glasses.
Don't you worry, we're protected.
Don't you worry, we're protected.
Us in our daily gear. More to come....Loving it all,
Fia
