This morning, on our way to our last Hindi class:
"Babe, the countdown is on."
And while we're both beyond excited to move back to NYC, it's been a bittersweet week of "lasts": last Hindi class, last trip to Hauz Khas (my favorite part of Delhi), last meals (tonight is peking duck... not exactly Indian, but one of my favorite restaurants in Delhi). And of course saying goodbye to our friends here (the one saving grace is we're all international nomads by nature, so nothing feels fully final).
It's our second to last day in Delhi, and it's all just a bit surreal. Add to that insane sandstorms, construction (more like destruction) next door, and both of us feeling feverish from lack of sleep, and the entire week has felt like one giant dream.
Our apartment is still a long way from being packed up; perhaps part of me is still in a bit of denial (though mainly it's because of laziness and procrastination on my part!).
This weekend, we're off to Bombay for our final hoorah with friends... and then Burma!! All quite a whirlwind.
I must say, India has regained some of its lost magic in the last few weeks that we've been here. And as though to give us one final goodbye present: it's mango season!
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