A potter’s dream

Today was a pleasant surprise. I didn’t have much planned, other than transferring my self and my stuff to Noida, a superb of Delhi. I decided to spend the morning exploring around the hotel. Turns out that mere blocks from my room is my kind of travelling paradise! Lots of street food, fresh coconuts to drink, and great shopping, while still having cows, rickshaws, tut tuts, and cars manoeuvring through the narrow streets.
I found my dream shop – a whole shop of carved wooden stamps! Perfect for pottery! I resisted the urge to buy more indian clothing (so tempting here, but it really doesn’t transfer well to home culture).
I then took a series of public transport (metro, bus, rickshaw) to my new guesthouse. This is the real India. It’s pretty clean and seems safe, but I can see why it costs about $16 a night. Home, sweet home. I love it!
Now I’m at the conference center where they’re prepping for the opening ceremonies and welcome dinner. It looks like it will be fancier than a wedding.
I’ll attach some streets of India pictures today!

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