The Mudras Indira Gandhi International Airport ~ Delhi
Arriving in Delhi, India at precisely 1:30am (the Germans are always punctual), what was 2 floors of slumbering, snoring passengers instantaneously roused. As the doors to the plane opened, everyone rushed out into the terminal, and many were running! Travelers from everywhere running with their rolling bags like dragon tails, businessmen rushing with firm grip tethered to their briefcases, women in adorned saris hurrying their children in tow, and me in a zombie like daze, watching all of this hustle with childlike wonder. An insight into the level of my maturity - It was like that scene from