“Equality is the soul of liberty; there is, in fact, no liberty without it.”
My stomach churned as I stepped out of the Delhi airport and into the muggy air that assaulted me. It was 2 o’clock in the morning, and after two days of flying I had finally arrived in India. I was more than just slightly nervous. Biking in the U.S. had turned out to be easier than I had expected, but I knew l was entering into a whole different world. India is in many ways a cyclist’s hell. With over 1.2 billion habitants, it is extremely crowded and the streets are filled with scooters, rickshaws, dogs, and people. It is hot (high 30’s or low 40’s C), but it’s the 95% humidity that makes it difficult to breath, never mind move. And to top it off, the air quality here is one of the worst in the world. It’s not the heat, chaotic driving, disease, or living conditions that worry me though, it’s the fact that I am a single girl trying to survive in a man’s world.