Before I took of to India, people would tell me the country is nothing compared to what we know and are used to. They were right. They also told me I would surrender to Indian food. They were right again. So here is a bit on the culture vs bowel shock.

The thing with food is, you can't avoid it. You have to eat. And I also love to eat. Considering this I've come to the right place. Food here is always good, very good. Now, when I like food, I like to eat a lot of it. This has never been a problem. But here in India you need to take care of what you eat. They advice to wash it, peel it, boil it or forget it. So that's what I did. The problem is that nobody told me that two or three curries a day is really too much, no matter how good it tastes or prepared it is. So this lead after only the third day to spending too much time in the bathroom. Nothing a bit of rice and a cup of tea with fresh waterbuffalo milk couldn't solve I thought. But the day after we decided to call a doctor to give me some antibiotics, and I believe he put some extra drugs in those shots he put in my behind (last time they've done that to me was at least 15 years ago) cause next thign I knew I was good old Koen again and maybe more. Which made me want to taste all the rest of delicious food I didn't taste so far... fingers crossed!
We only spent one day in Delhi and started a 14-day tour trough Rajastahn, with a driver who takes good care of us. We didn't plan to take a driver, but Indians... they know how to sell. We planned to travel by train, low budget. We ended up travelling by car above our budget...
I thought I was prepared for the obligatory bargaining, but I wasn't. I tried though. I almost managed on time to bring down a prive from 2200 to 1800. But then I left the shop paying 2300. Ridiculous really.
Anyway, our driver is really good, the others aren't. Traffic is hell, never seen before. And if it's not the other drivers, it's the animals. I thought it was gonna be only the cows wandering around everywhere. And they are, but they are certainly not alone. All kinds of animals in the craziest places and they are too chilled out. Dogs here don't bark, monkeys make no noise, cows are mute and camels and elefants seem too stoned for anything. And turtles, well...
People outside Delhi and touristy places really like to look at us, making Eva feel a bit uncomfortable. So she decided to buy the traditional Rahajastani sari so she won't draw as many attention to her. But she's looking so nice in it, that she achieved the opposite reaction. Now they all stare, but in a very positive way. They also come and talk to us, women come to help rearranging the sari, people want to take pictures of us... the sari really has an amazing effect! Eva wearing it is perceived like a sign of respect and appreciation to local traditions.

Guys, they're chasing us out of the internet cafe. Have to leave this now without reading again so you'll have to forgive me the spelling mistakes and other bad writing, english not always easy when you want to tell stories.
Impressions on culture, people, places pictures etc. will come next time.

take care!