The first few days
Trip Start May 08, 2007
28Trip End Nov 06, 2007
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Since this is the first entry of our trip, please do no expect any funny stories, witting cultural comments or serious disasters to gloat over. Well perhaps a few...just one or two. We are still working on the pictures and hope to have these up in the next days - a few technical issues.
..just in case you can't be bothered to read Mike's literary masterpiece below, here a short summary (Mike does advise you read everything though):
- Flight over: Dreamy
- Day 1 and 2: Delhi sight seeing, shopping, haggling, plenty of thali and a small bout of Delhi belly
- Day 3: Market shopping, more good food, hail (the size of golf balls) storm, making friends with locals
- Day 4: Drive to Agra, more local friends, Krishna birth place, more local friends
- Plan: Taj and Tiger reserve tomorrow for 2 days and then on to Jaipur
And for those with a little more time:
We also have a friend with us - in case you wonder why there is something out of place in any of the pictures. He/She has an animal passport so all fine.
The flight over went like a dream. A dream in the sense of it being easy. No dreaming as we weren't quick enough to bagsy seats to stretch out on. Arrival went well with all bags there and intact.
Managed to haggle on a cab in to town. Haggle in the loosest sense - but we felt we got a bargain. The hotel did the trick and served as a comfy base to raid Delhi - It even had CNN and a loo!
The first days were spent sight seeing, meeting friends (locals), giving randoms money for telling us the wrong direction and duff history of the monuments. We have managed to eat local food for local people, and endured only one bout of 'the belly'.
Have made 3 key new friends.
The marketing manager of a national chemical company. All kosher and treats his employees with respect and care. We will meet him on our next visit to Delhi. We may move in to his home.
Number 2 man ran a drinks store near the hotel. Lovely chap and insisted Mike take up smoking. He felt it was healthy despite him having given up 10 years ago in Islamabad for (bad) health reasons. Could I suggest he wanted to make money from a deadly habit...possibly.
Number 3 man sold us the driver for the next few days. His comment of the day (15 times in an hour): The more sugar you put in your tea, the sweeter the experience. (Translation: Spend shed loads and you will live in luxury.) Since he put it like that....credit card please...
Today is another day. We made our way to Agra with Jetin (drive) and quickly stopped by his house. Charming little place in the railway HQ residence. Looking forward to the Taj tomorrow morning as long as we can get the pesky little...rascals...trying to get us in to their shops. So young to own their own business...amazing.
The last story was last night. We got caught in a very heavy rain and hail storm. Whilst sheltering from the massive hail stones, a rampant dog started making friends with us. We were not impressed and so ran off in to the night...searching for shelter...dashing left to right...into a small sewer where Mike almost fell in. Moral of the story: Do not wear Birkenstocks or loafer in Asian rainstorm. Outcome of the story: Destroyed and very smelly Birkenstockss and loafer - to the point homeless people were not interested in them.
It is time get the flock out of hear. Going to see the sun set behind the Taj with a curry in the 30 degree evening sun...maybe a beer on you all.
Katie and Mike/Mike and Katie