New Delhi

I am in the hustle and bustle of new Delhi! I flew from Goa to New Delhi last night and today I will catch a train to Rajistan. On the plane I met Stephen, a German who imports Indian crafts to Germany. He took me under his wing and save me from my sure to be crash landing. My original plan was to arrive in New Delhi and catch a train directly to Jaipur. But that proved to be a fools dream. I haven't been planning almost anything on this trip, just trying to wing things and go with the flow. Sitting next to Stephen was a godsend. He has been traveling in India for the past 10 years. He told me that there was no way I was going to make the train and that the office to buy tickets closes at 8. I made it into the office at 5 'till and bought my ticket for 3 PM today.
Stephen took me out to eat and told me amazing stories about India. The street where I am today has actually been widened in the last year. Slowly the vendor crept their shops into the street for the last 30 years and the government came in just this last year and made them all move back. He told me how every time he comes things have changed and it is hard to recognize some things. He is so inspired by this country and the people that it rubbed off on me.
The city is so alive. I ate out on the street this morning for less than a dollar and I feel better than I have felt this whole trip. The first week was hard because I didn't have my stuff and I just couldn't jive with the party vibe of Goa. I spent last night literally in a whole in a wall room, Harry Potter style. There is a bed and a tiny bathroom and that's all. I am going to pack my backpack and catch the metro train into old Delhi, wander around and catch my train. The adventure seems to be just beginning!