Early the next morning we left for Delhi. It was a direct flight, which we were thankful for, on a recognizable airline with more room and an overall safer feel than our little hopper flights. We were once again greeted at the airport and ushered to a 13 passenger bus… for the 15 of us plus driver. Good thing we were well practiced at this point and barely even batted an eyelash. Scott sat on his guitar in the aisle and four girls sat in the back on the bench seat. Easy peasy. However, due to the small stature of the bus we were forced to rope our luggage to the top. I am pretty sure most of us prayed over that luggage.
Away we went from the airport and off to our hotel. We had been told that we would be staying in a rather nice place and so most of us were most likely daydreaming about not having bedbugs and mosquitoes as roommates, when we got pulled over by the police. We were confused. The driver got out and the police charged him a fine for being overloaded with the luggage. Hmmm. Methinks some priorities may be slightly askew.
We had a pretty slow day at the hotel, enjoying our rooms and the company of each other. We a had a debrief session in the lobby and it was great to be able to start to process the idea of coming home as a group. It was neat to hear the different things that had touched our hearts, the things we were anxious about going back home to, the things we were excited about.
We walked to a small shopping area for dinner and ended up at Pizza Hut. It was bizarre to be there. They played all the latest radio hits including Justin Bieber, it was just like being back home. Probably a good thing that we had started our debriefing already.
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