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Day 37


We're back in Delhi! I wrote a long update, but the hostel doesn't have internet, so I can't upload it. We paid first month's rent already so the apartment is ours. We move in on Wednesday. The terrorist bombings in southern India have made the security in Delhi higher (in the metros and stuff) but most people don't think there will be an attach in Delhi. We're taking it careful and avoiding the metro ect. We start going to school by the end of this week ! Pretty exciting stuff. We'll I'll upload the big post soon, hopefully I can find of reliable internet near the apartment. Our phones should start working tomorrow (Tuesday). So maybe if you want to try calling Monday night or Tuesday morning (your time) then you can get through. They are all up tight because the terrorists use the parts from cell phones to make bombs, so they have to keep track of where they are all going. I understand that but it's really frustrating. Anywho, I'll update as soon as I can with details on the end of Mussoorie and being back in Delhi.

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