Back home safely, with no scars but a tan and THREE huge jerawat prominently displayed on my forehead.
A week is somehow just nice for a first timer, both Coy and I thought. After the third day, all forts, monuments and tombs looked almost the same, but the Taj Mahal is worth the ticket flying into this colourful, chaotic, culture-deep country.
I can understand now how people can hate being there at first but end up going back time and again.
More later, now for sleep as work awaits me tomorrow morning… *sigh*