Chandigarh

(Written on Saturday)

So after over 18 hours of flight and a layover in Switzerland, Satpreet and I made it to Delhi.

Some of you know of my fear of flying that has become more extreme the past few years...Thankfully these flights were amazingly smooth and (almost) anxiety free for me. 

Anyway, we made it to Delhi sometime after midnight Thursday morning and were picked up by Satpreet's future brother-in-law (whom I must add she nor none of her family-including her sister-had ever met in person before). We drove through the night to Chandigarh, the city Harpreet (future brother-in-law) is from, and what an interesting five hour drive it was... Even though I had heard stories of how crazy the driving is in India, I still wasn't prepared for adrenaline rush it provides. Never in my life have I experienced such insanity on the road. 

The past two days have consisted of eating massive amounts of food. Imagine the feeling you get after eating an entire Chipotle burrito in one sitting...that is the feeling we've had all day every day so far because we have been fed so much by Harpreet's family. And of course we must eat no matter how full we are, because in almost every culture it is rude to refuse.

Beside eating until nauseous, we have been able to explore a bit of Chandigarh and surrounding areas.  Harpreet took us to Gurudwara Jyoti Sarup Sahib. Gurudwaras are to Sikhs like a church is to Christians or a mosque to Muslims. This Gurudwara is special though in the sense that the 10th Sikh Guru's sons were martyred here.the younger (ages 7 and 9) sons of Guru Gobind Singh were bricked (burned alive in a small brick hut) here.

We also went to another Gurdwara that is tied to the 10th Guru and his sons, but the name is escaping me at the moment. It's been interesting to experience visits to Gurdwara's and notice the similarities and differences with the "house of God" of other faiths.

But that is all for now...