We're sitting in our apartment in Manhattan watching the sun come up -- and we saw the last sunrise from a boat in the middle of the Ganges. It makes my mind tilt a little bit.
So we're home, after a very long day. Sunrise on the Ganges, personal tour of old Varanasi, flight to Delhi, hanging around the horrid Delhi airport for 6 hours, 15-hour flight to Newark (with screaming kids all around, of course), immigration/customs, luggage, shuttle to parking, driving home. A quick run to Starbucks so I can have some strong coffee again, plus a run for ice cream, and now I'm on my bed watching the sunrise out my window while Marc showers some of the long day away. Isn't that a really amazing day?
More to come after some snoozing and unreeling. I plan to go back through all the posts and elaborate where I can; often I was hurrying to get something up before my Internet time ran out, or before it was time to go do something. I'll be adding more photos and stories throughout.