92nd

Hottest day in the city so far. I took a scooter rickshaw to New Friends colony and ate at Pebble Street on a full-of-breakfast stomach. The food was good though, so I managed to force some down. I said my farewells to Kruttika and Dee and headed back to South Ex. to cower in the shade.

Last night we visited Paharganj with the intention of shopping but, as Mandi had invited one of her friends out, we ended up just chilling in My bar. We met a lovely table full of Europeans and went back to Anoop hotel (shared rooftop with the infamous Hare Krishna guesthouse) and danced with them on the roof. I bought a bag so I can take more stuff back with me on the plane, still hoping it doesn't exceed restrictions, or it'll cost me €100. And that will suck.

PHOTO EDIT:

Hauz Khas ruins 5pm

Delhi evening light over Hauz Khas lake

Mandi out of focus

Sunday afternoon youth takeover 

Paharganj shopping trip

Guilty eyes again

Japanese tourist dancing

Dancing in the dark

THIS DAY:

Moolchand escalator

Ice cream wallah going the wrong way down the road at night

60th morning

I feel like Indians stay younger longer. Whether this is due to the fact that they (usually) live with their parents or parents-in-law for most of their lives, I don't know. But it seems to me that this means that adults don't refrain from having fun. For example, when everyone is running and pushing and shoving onto the already packed metro cars there are smiles on most people's faces. I don't think its just a 'you have to laugh or you'd cry' kind of thing.

Evidence of fun in Paharganj:

Cheapest beer but only 3.5%. It didn't take long to move onto the rum.

Friendly Europeans

Reversing the 'celebrity foreigner' by asking normal Indians to be in our photos.

45/46th

I haven't been writing at all recently and for that I am deeply sorry.
Izzy arrived yesterday and to welcome her into the Delhi scene I took her to the pit that is My Bar. Mandy joined us. We drank rum and Tzinga (a crazy energy drink 'potent. positive. energy.'). before that I had probably the only ever 2nd interview given for my MA course. I can't tell if that is a good or a bad thing. He said that I was a 'wildcard' in the selection process and that he wanted to know whether I was really interested in the course and gave me 24 hours to reply. I told him that I didn't need the 24 hours and that I could tell him now that I wanted to be on the course. I don't know if I convinced him but before he put the phone down he said that he thought he'd made his mind up. Before this Alka and I went to Shobha's house and had a productive meeting and some very tasty lunch before some of Diana Spencer's relatives arrived at her door. We spoke about where they'd been and what they'd seen in the last week. They were nice people but I could feel myself speaking a lot betterer. I almost forgot about this meeting because of the stress that surrounded the Courtauld interview.
Today has been very productive. I have finished my research for Alka's Self/ Other session and we've made a lot of progress with the curation of Shobha's exhibition. Images finalised, floor plan sorted etc. etc. It feels nice to have a little less work to do. This did not last for long though as I was given another presentation job straight afterwards.
I have some photos to upload and that will happen tomorrow. I really don't like falling behind with this thing, I feel like I've lost two/ three days of my life.