I'd find the dietary limitations a source of great misery and be complaining constantly. I remember being in The Philippines, where the only coffee that was usually available was Instant Nescafe and there was virtually no cheese. Velveeta cheese was available in the expensive supermarkets and that was about it, but it was divine after weeks without cheese. I was way more flexible back in those days I guess.
I don't think I could travel anywhere again without access to good, dark roasted expresso coffee. Perhaps the Middle East, if they drink that thick Turkish coffee I came to love when I lived in Greece. Even in North America I bring along my coffee and a coffee maker of some sort or another when I travel. It was easier before the invention of automatic coffee makers with tea-bag type filter that contain pre-packed coffee.
What are you doing for sweets (key lime pie and giant cookies and such). Are the sweetmeats okay?
Oh I do know what you mean about having your favourite things everyday, like being able to have your coffee the way you like it. You'd die in India - they haven't got a clue about coffee. Fortunately for me I love tea, meaning good English style black tea with milk and sugar. It is easy to get in India, everywhere. Also chai of course, which is a lightly spiced version of the same thing, so I'm extremely happy that way. I can always get a good hot cup of strong tea first thing in the morning. Keeps me human.
I'm actually enjoying Indian food, even though I usually don't like spicy. There's such subtlety of flavour, and chicken tikka cooked in real clay ovens the way they have for hundreds of years is amazing. You'll never get really good Indian food anywhere else but in India I think. Surprisingly I'm enjoying it more than Italian food.
Still, the 9 days in Pushkar where we ate western every day was a very welcome change back to the familiar for all of us.
Sweets? Yes, I know you know I love my desserts
well I pretty much just do without here, except we have been eating ice-cream which keeps me happy enough as far as dessert is concerned. There is absolutely no comparison with Italian ice-cream, but it is cold and creamy and good enough. If only I could finish my Indian meal with Italian Ice-cream. Now that would be really good.
Don't come to India for the cheese. Enough said.
Alliou have you picked up much Hindi yet?
I know 4 words in Hindi
curiously I picked up the word for mosque just today - our driver didn't speak much English but we'd told him we wanted to see a mosque and after driving a little way he stopped in the parking area of a hotel and said parking for dargah. I remembered that the mosque in Delhi was called a dargah and put the two together.
Namaste - a universal greeting of acknowledgement and respect towards another. It literally means "the God in me recognises the God in you" - almost always said with hands in prayer position.
Ram ram (pronounced rum rum) - a general greeting, probably used a little more than namaste. Namaste seems to be a little more formal, and of course, more universally known. We always get more reaction, and it's almost always one of delight, when we say ram ram.
Danyavad - I've spelled this phonetically, as best I can figure it out. It means thank you. A good word to have.
That's the extent of my Hindi.
In about 10 days we will be in Thailand. I will learn the words for please, thank you, hello, and good bye in Thai. These words are always useful.
OMG I just went to part of an Indian wedding! I wrote all the above about 2 hours ago, and was about to post it when Julie suddenly knocked on my door and said Alison, Alison, you've got to come quick, there's a wedding procession. And we got to join in. It was amazing! Will blog about it eventually. It's midnight and we're getting up at 6am to go see the Taj Mahal. Need sleep, but too wired
V&M 
to bed with my dog and new kitten and a very good book, and enjoy the peaceful end of a day that in comparison, seems awfully dull.
However since being in India (2 weeks now) Julie's had a cold and tummy troubles twice, Don once, I sprained the side of my foot yesterday on uneven sidewalk and have had a bad cold/conjestion for a week, and Robbie has also had a cold. But we soldier on - heads high, noses running (we blame the Delhi smog!), limping our way to greatness 
Today we go to the monkey temple in Jaipur. It's a 15 minute walk to get there. I don't care. I took a large dose of anti-inflamitories and will go anyway.
I would be a complete puddle. What have you called it?
all kinds of birds 