To India
Trip Start
Sep 06, 2010
1
15
27
Trip End
Ongoing
Crossing the border to India was again a big difference. The first question I was asked was, 'Would you like a beer?' I was then surrounded by people offering me DVD’s, rickshaws, buses and things to eat. This isn’t something that would happen in Pakistan. I had some food before deciding to get an auto rickshaw to Amritsar that was half the price I was originally quoted. This again isn’t something that would happen in Pakistan where the people are much more honest.
When I got to Amritsar I tried to get the next train to Delhi. I couldn’t reserve a bed but got the train anyway and sat in a bed hoping someone wouldn’t show up. They didn’t but half way through the night a sneaky Indian guy claimed he had a reservation but as I was getting ready to move he said he didn’t have a reservation either so we both ended up sharing the single bed which was a bit strange. I arrived in Delhi not having slept much and went straight to New Delhi station to try and get a ticket the same day to Trivandrum in the south. I was told that the next available train was the following day so I spent a night in Delhi.
I was last in Delhi about 3 years ago and it seems much more chilled and modern now. The station particularly looked very different. I’m not sure if this is the time of year or because I’d just come from Lahore which is relatively crazier. I actually enjoyed my time here and felt relaxed and met some nice people.
The next morning I got on the train that would take about 50 hours. The journey wasn’t bad as it gave me an opportunity to catch up in reading and writing. There really is a massive difference to being on a train here and in Pakistan. In Pakistan people were so friendly and interested in what I was doing and about my home life etc I was also offered and bought lots of food. On this journey not one person has offered me food or even started a conversation and I feel like just another one of the many travellers that uses this route.
When I got to Amritsar I tried to get the next train to Delhi. I couldn’t reserve a bed but got the train anyway and sat in a bed hoping someone wouldn’t show up. They didn’t but half way through the night a sneaky Indian guy claimed he had a reservation but as I was getting ready to move he said he didn’t have a reservation either so we both ended up sharing the single bed which was a bit strange. I arrived in Delhi not having slept much and went straight to New Delhi station to try and get a ticket the same day to Trivandrum in the south. I was told that the next available train was the following day so I spent a night in Delhi.
I was last in Delhi about 3 years ago and it seems much more chilled and modern now. The station particularly looked very different. I’m not sure if this is the time of year or because I’d just come from Lahore which is relatively crazier. I actually enjoyed my time here and felt relaxed and met some nice people.
The next morning I got on the train that would take about 50 hours. The journey wasn’t bad as it gave me an opportunity to catch up in reading and writing. There really is a massive difference to being on a train here and in Pakistan. In Pakistan people were so friendly and interested in what I was doing and about my home life etc I was also offered and bought lots of food. On this journey not one person has offered me food or even started a conversation and I feel like just another one of the many travellers that uses this route.


