Arriving in India via Delhi is like entering a pool in the shallow end -- you slowly go from the modern airport back in time to British New Delhi, then to Old Delhi. It's so "civilized" and planned (especially New Delhi).
Arriving in India via Mumbai is like jumping into the deep end fully clothed. I don't think anything can prepare you for the chaos of Mumbai -- the slums that go on forever in front of gleaming new skyscrapers -- the smoky pollution -- the trash and smells -- the intense mix of traffic from "goods carriers" to livestock. It's so "wild west" and unplanned.
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Some sights around Connaught Place in New Delhi.
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| The main streets (boulevards or "margs") are shady and wide with sidewalks. |
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| There were lots of bazaar shops and booths along the streets. |
And in the Delhi Airport:
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| A life-size carved elephant greets travelers in Delhi's modern airport. |
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