The power of travelling

After about two months of ups and downs, twists and turns, I'm glad to say that this past weekend, I felt like I found myself once again. I absolutely love how travelling can give me such a sense of excitement and pleasure!

“Travel is more than the seeing of sights; it is a change that goes on, deep and permanent, in the ideas of living.”

“Travel and change of place impart new vigor to the mind.”

On Thursday night - early Friday morning, the quest to see another one of the New 7 Wonders of the World continued in India. I was ecstatic!

My short 3-day Indian adventure began and ended in Delhi, where I got to visit many monuments, do some shopping and experience the true chaos of a large Indian city. The masses of people, the traffic, the constant honking, the wild driving, the dirty narrow streets, the pushy salesmen and the continuous hunt for a “tall white girls” photograph were all part of my amazing experience!

Cycle Rickshaw Ride through Old Delhi

On day two of my trip, I made my way to Agra and surrounding areas to visit a couple monuments and to go to the famous Taj Mahal at last. It had been a long wait, but I finally made it and I enjoyed every picture-taking moment!

Jumping for joy after seeing The Taj Mahal

Now, I am down to one last Wonder: The Great Wall of China. I’m not sure exactly when I’ll make it there, but it should be fairly soon, so stay tuned!

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