It's a post office, in Delhi too. These 2 men became good friends. We had to wait for ages together. Such a great teacher of Indian time.My box on the counter's all nicely sewn up in cloth. They refuse to send any packages unless they're sewn tightly shut in cloth. Such a novelty, and treasure hunt to find a shop were they're sew packages.
(photo 2) I found it :) These men hand sewed up my package.
(photo 3) Typical Delhi street.
(photo 4) Philosopher's Debate - Lord stands in middle and throws questions to 4 Philosophers standing in each corner.
(photo 5) Summer house - focusing on breeze enhancing walls!
(photo 6) Finally, I'm getting out of Delhi. Still have that glazed Delhi-belly going on. There's a sparkle of gratitude that it's
not an over crowded bus.
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