We were not expecting such a nice airport in Delhi. Customs were quick and stern, both of us being told off....me for standing too close.....Vick for rummaging into her bag during process.....no doubt to pull out the glock she had hidden. We braced ourselves for the onslaught of touts, oh disappointment. Only two approaches, but we were on a mission. Everything we read was hit up the pre paid taxi which is just at the front of the airport across the road. We stood patiently in line as the scots and Canadians are trained to do .......not the Indian way as a couple of different people slide in front of us.....a quick head nod pushes them back. A drunk guy leads us to a cab, we were about to put him through a sobriety test when we realized he would not be driving us. And we are off to the hotel...not before the first scam. That's for the next installment as the German bakery is calling !!!