The Taj

We flew back to New Delhi after a rejuvenating stay in Puri. The below picture with the hand is from the Indira Gandhi International Airport. They just finished doing a renovation and it looks amazing. They have two huge stone elephants in the main entrance that are beautiful.  

Even though the kids both weren't feeling too well, and neither were Nippon and I, we decided to not miss our only chance to visit the Taj Mahal.  Rowan ended up throwing up all over both her and I. Luckily I had a sweater that she was able to wear by wrapping and tying, but I had nothing to change into. I tried to get some of the smell and gross stuff off with water and hand sanitizer, and I spent the rest of the day smelling like sour milk (she had just eaten an ice cream cone) and Bath & Body Works apple hand sanitizer. Fun!

There is really nothing that can describe the sheer awe that these ground hold. From afar, and then to a whole new level up close. What craftsmanship! 

The tour guide had Afton and I pose holding the top of the Taj. My fingers didn't match up as well as Afton's. I thought it was pretty cute until I saw every red faced, fanny pack wearing tourist being posed this way. Haha! (Still fun.)

When you are inside the tomb they ask you not take take any photos, so the tour guide took this fabulous shot from outside while we were still in.

You are required to either remove your shoes or wear these adorable booties.