My plane was late. Arriving in the immigration area, the lines were horrendously long. Photography at most airports is usually prohibited for security reasons, but I couldn’t resist sneaking a shot of the beautiful hand sculptures on the wall just above the immigration processing windows.
I hadn’t received a reconfirmation from my tour company that my driver would be at the airport at the appointed day and time, but there he was.
At the time, I had no idea that Delhi’s sparkling airport had only been open since November. At the old airport, drivers weren’t allowed inside. At the new one, drivers may congregate behind a rope line in the hall just in front of customs. There are a couple of ATMs and a food court in this same hall.
Travels in India 