Tea & Orienting

I might finally be able to call myself a tea drinker, as the cold demands something hot for breakfast and making coffee here has proven a challenge. I haven’t even found real coffee—just Nescafe. Then there’s the problem of how to actually make it. The French presses are pretty expensive, and so I’ve been resisting. This place just might convert me.

Gail, another fellow who lives down the hall, stopped by and chatted tonight. She showed me on the Delhi map we’ve put up on our wall which neighbourhoods are thought to be nicer than others and gives me a quick history lesson of various developments and their relative status. Up until recently you saved all your life to buy a place, just so you could give it to your children. It was impossible to buy property in the center of the city. Thus developments in the 80s like Vasant Vihar, where we are, were built to accommodate the growing population.