I will not title this entry with a pun using Moo + Move.

You always hear about how cows are sacred in India.  Meaning you'll find them all over the streets, rather than on your plate.  Well, I am here to report that it's true.  They are EVERYWHERE!  Which is one thing to hear about and know in your mind.  But to actually see all around you is pretty darn amusing.

And they are so used to being around tons of people, that they aren't at all shy.  Our first night in Delhi, while watching an impromptu brass band march through the thick mud of Paharganj, a particularly bold bull tipped his heavy horns to the side and gave Reece a nudge right in his gut to get the heck out of his way.  It was a slightly unnerving and mostly hilarious moment.

Welcome to India.  Moo!