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If you've never been to Delhi, you just don't know what you're missing. When I agreed to move to India, my husband went to choose housing. Our children, at the time, were 9 months, 2.5 yrs, and 4 years. We couldn't both jet to India for a week long house hunting trip. After packing and selling our home, living in a hotel for 3 weeks, we ventured onto a 30 hour journey to north India -- kids in tow. Our flight from Chicago to Delhi was 17 hrs. nonstop. I'll never forget landing there, knowing I was going to spend several years of my life on this wild adventure. The noises, smells, and chaos of the Delhi airport have been burnt into my memory. They crammed us into the hotel car -- driver, husband, self, 3 little kids (no car seats or seat belts) and 10 pieces of luggage. And let me restate that it was a 'hotel car' not a van that picked us up. Then we ventured to drive through Delhi. Since it was the middle of the night, I expected the city of 17 million people to be fairly calm. After spending 21 years in my Ohio hometown of 10,000 people then made a move to the 'big city' of Cincinnati for 12 years, I began to wonder if I had over-committed myself. The enormous amount of dust, dirt, garbage, bicycles, pedal rickshaws, auto rickshaws, and water buffalo sheethed the city. It's the exact opposite of Mother Nature.
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