Waking up to the smell of spices roasting. Hmm… coriander for the win.

The magnificient colours in the shop windows. Despite the heat and the dust and the crowds, shopping in India is much more delightful than the dreary black/brown/grey shopping in Europe.

Visited a shop that I frequented more than a decade ago. Not only did he remember my name, he also remembered my size and the kind of stuff I like. Discounting a huge change in style, he was quite spot on.