all change!

At last I am out of Delhi! It's a peculiar thing, how my view of Delhi has changed over the last month or so.... I now see (and feel it) as a ferociously congested city carved up by flyovers and highways, thick with smog, coating my skin in a fine layer of grey dust, clogging my airways and stinging my eyes, all making my stay there ever less enjoyable as each day passed. Maybe my attitude was triggered as I knew I would be embarking on a(nother) new adventure - choosing to jack in my crappy job and finally get my thinking cap on as to how to achieve what I actually want.... sound like no small feat eh? And it wont be.

The next few weeks are about me getting a grasp of the things that I love about India, the small town idioms and visual delights that make my heart flutter. Armed with my camara and a notebook I am undertaking some visual research that will put me in good stead for future plans..."I love my India".... more on that much later.

So with my room finally let out, after kicking to the curb a bhaang smoking, viagra taking spaniard with designs of becoming the next Howard Marks (can you believe this guy works for the Spanish Emabssy?) and finding a sweet Australian girl who will fit right in with Penny and Sarah - Delhi's most notorious ozzi expats, I am off. Watch this space.