The romantic city of India
Trip Start Dec 13, 2009
31Trip End Dec 01, 2010
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Anyway moving on from that particularly frustrating topic, I did a city tour today with my rickshaw driver whose name is Firoz who took me to several interesting places.
We started off at (check name) where all the male royal family were buried. It was a very beautiful place but why no women?
Well I asked Firoz and he told me women weren't important and that wife apparently stands for w - working, I - ironing, f - fucking e - exercise (meaning cooking, cleaning, etc.) charming I'm sure. They sure know how to treat women special here in India that is for sure.
I then got dragged into an emporium selling clothes/pashminas etc. By this point I had lost patience because I already told Firoz I hate shopping and I'm fed up with people taking me to shops (why then does he do the same?...well in the vain hope he may get commission I guess) then having to listen to the shopkeepers telling me that I don't have to buy anything just look. What is the point in that I ask? So I looked around, told everyone they were wasting their time and left.
Firoz quickly realised there wasn't a hope in hell he was going to earn any commission out of me so he took me to his friends havelli, where we sat around in the bedroom of all places talking about Kashmiri people and how they are experts in ripping people off, how it is so difficult to have a girlfriend in India which is why they all want western woman and random other conversations. After 3 hours of listening and not talking I decided it was time to head to my own havelli for some peace and quiet.