A wonderful first day … where I end up having lunch on the roof, hearing a good presentation, eat Baskin-Robbins, then take a motor rickshaw to the Oberoi, meet a mutual friend, meet young artists and the well-known founder of the NID– National Institute of Design, then go home again, finally meeting my sufficiently snarky new flatmate. (This is a high calling: I like her). The people in the gorgeous office are cool, including the people I’m working for and their people.
I was prepared to not love India. But India has treated me kindly in the last 18 hours, stares and expectations notwithstanding.