My tastebuds yelled YES! to the menu descriptions of Indian yumminess on the London to Delhi flight: aloo chat, jeera pulao, murgh navratan. But I opted for trout timbale, lamb with veggies, and Twix chocolates as a last English binge before India.
About halfway through the flight and it’s finally sinking in. I am going to India. Our live flight tracking screen shows place names that make Triang Mukha Eka Pada Paschimottanasana fall off the tongue with ease by comparison.
I arrived at around 3 in the morning; weather hot and steamy and airport bustling with incoming and departing flights.
Excitement and smiles when I see the welcoming mudra wall art at passport control.
Everything goes really smoothly as the taxi is waiting to take me to the Lemon Tree hotel for a few hours rest before the flight tomorrow.
And I can hardly contain myself when the security guys at the hotel press their palms together in a Namaste welcome.