Going to Calcutta as the starting point of a India trip seems to be pretty unusual. I counted 3 Europeans on the plane. The Calcutta airport basically tells you “Oh my dear friend, do you really not want to go to Delhi first?”, because it looks like from the 60s (probably is) and has nothing. One of the airport police guys tried to convince me to exchange money with his friend around the corner. 3 nice and friendly guys helped me carrying my single small backpack the 100m to the taxi and then asking for a tip each. The taxi driver tried to convince me to go to his friends hotel and wanted a lot of tip. The hotel I picked was full, but I found a one which is alright (but expensive) around the corner. So much for first impressions. 😉 I need sleep …