India

It's 2am and I'm wide awake. That's probably because I've spent the past 10 days in India. Yep, it's definitely because I'm on the wrong time zone. When it's 2am in Phoenix, it's 2:30 in the afternoon in Delhi. (Notice the 30 minute difference...no one explained to me why that's the case. Strange, isn't it?)

So I spent 10 days vacationing in India with my parents. A few months ago, I learned that my mother was setting up a tour for a small group (about 22 people total). I've always wanted to go to India so I jumped at the chance to go with my parents. When I was young, I can remember Neill, a family friend, talking about his trip to India in the 70's. I was fascinated with his description of the Taj Mahal and wanted to visit it so badly. I remember being told by the adults that I would never want to go to India - that I would stand out too much because of the color of my skin and the wealth that it portrayed. They made me believe I would never visit India. I'm so glad they were wrong.

India is a beautiful country with amazingly wonderful people. I have so many thoughts to share about my trip, but it's probably best for me to start with the photos. You can view the whole set, but these are some of my favorites.