quickie

may 17th:
arrived in Aizawl, Nic's old pad, to see some of his friends and check out the people of Mizoram. THe state is a mixture of both India, China and Myanmar but it's not at the same time. We went to some schools and talked in front of giggly 8th and 12th graders about our lives in Canada. One of the girls said she loved me, so I guess I know I can always go back to Aizawl. we met some of nic's good friends; Mr. Supreme and his supreme family, LP and Daisy (best cook in India so far) and some beautiful young Mizo girls. Nic met Sentai (age 18) last time he was there and so we were invited to there house for our last night. Sentai's older sister, who is 21, is a Mizo pop star and has put out a CD. the house was incredible and by far the nicest and biggest we have seen in India so far. we are not sure where the money is coming from though, but the mom does grow roses in her huge green houses and sells them all over the world. or they could be drug lords, you never know.
May 21st:
We head on our first train journey to SIliguri for a wedding of Nic's old friend. We miss our actual train becuase Nic is discharging from both ends and is very sick. We hop on a train the next day and are picked up at the train station. We had no idea where we were going, but the dudes had a sign with our name on it, so it seemed legit. We showed up at a wedding and the putting on of the rings was interrupted to invite us, the guests in. It was awkward to say the least. A meal followed to ceremony which was also delicious and then we went in search of our hotel.
May 22nd:
Took a jeep up to Darjeeling, one of the famous hill stations in India , sitting at 2800 m. You are able to see Everest and Katamungo on a clear day, but there were none for us unfortunately. We visisted some sights; the zoo, the himalayan mountaineering institute, some religious places, a tea estate and some good restaurants that served us up some pizza's.
May 24th:
We took our big train ride to dehli. The train was nice and we had our own little compartement with four beds. It was also 9 hours late, making the journey a total of 33 hours. We arrived Dehli and found the way to the hotel. This morning we headed to Agra and got ripped off by a taxi. As much as that sucked, seeing the Taj Mahal is unbelievable.
So here I sit in Agra. We have one full day here tomorrow to catch the sunrising behind the Taj and then the red fort. Train back to delhi on Wednesday, see some sights and then hop on a plane for Oman on Friday. I am very excited to go back to Oman.
We are safe and continually blessed on this trip. See you guys at home soon.
T.