On the Farm
When the alarm sounded at 0330 hours, I thought the night was just too short. Still jet lagged and adjusting to a new culture, a new climate, and the delayed arrival of my luggage, I had no idea what awaited me. Our host and guide Rajesh had planned a trip to the farm where he had been born. Our sightseeing bus quickly wound its way through Delhi traffic—at such an hour, the streets were almost empty—and we made good time
Read more