Goodbye Delhi

How is it that my time is over?

Lately, when I wasn't working on finals stuff, I read the blogs of my friends and everyone has a post about how they don't want to leave and how they have grown. I'm pretty sure I've grown, but I'm not sure I'm in the position to adequately judge that. Give me a few weeks and I'll get back to you. Also, I'm not leaving. Yes, in a few hours I'm going to Nepal, but in a week I'll be back in India, relaxing in Varanasi. I don't actually leave India until the 19th, so you can expect a "goodbye India" post then. I will say that it's hard to believe that four months have passed. It seems like just yesterday I was excited about my first rickshaw ride. Suddenly there is the reality that I won't be riding in rickshaws anymore.

Tonight, my closest friends and I went our for ice cream at one of our favorite restaurants, The Big Chill. They serve pasta, but the real treat is their dessert menu which takes up about 70% of the entire menu. Don't get me wrong, I love Indian sweets, but there is nothing like ice cream with hot fudge and a warm brownie. I've never been one to say goodbye, so I always say "see you later" instead. However, as I sat with my friends, the reality sank in: we probably won't see each other again and this life, my life for the last 4 months, is about to change. I lived in Delhi for four months and now that's over. Life goes on and it's time for the next phase, the next adventure. Am I ready for it? Part of me wants to hold on to this a little longer, just to make sure I've really taken advantage of it. Another part of me is ready to move on. Regardless, life continues and in the last few hours I watched my friends part for the airport. Bittersweet is the only way I can describe how I feel.

I won't have access to the internet during the next to weeks so stories from Nepal and my goodbye post will be together. In the meantime, I'm going to work on saying goodbye to Delhi.

Continuing to engage in adventures . . .