This was a beautiful sight in Delhi. The park was filled with beautiful ruins and mosques. If only it had been under 110 degrees (not including humidity). Then maybe it would have been a little nicer. In Delhi there were a lot more foreigners (or as the locals say "foreigner-voreigners). I find myself staring at them just like Indians stare at me. Dekho! Ek Gora! (Look a whitey!) Should I introduce myself? "Hello, I'm Violet. Why yes I am also white!". I thought better of it, mostly because I was too shy. I wanted to have some tourist take my picture because they would be less likely to steal my camera, but just before break my friend had a dream that she asked some white guys to take her picture with her nice camera and then ran off with it. Clearly this idea has traumatized me. So you will have to deal with pretty pictures of buildings instead of pictures of pretty Violet (that's a lie, it would have been pictures of sweaty Violet, not pretty Violet anyhow).
Love,
Violet (pretty and sweaty at the moment)
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