Another Day .. another experience

Trip Start Sep 14, 2010
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Trip End Feb 18, 2011


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Flag of India  , Delhi,
Saturday, September 18, 2010

Oh well.. it's only entry number 3 and I'm feeling like a right looser already.
I have to admit with honesty that Delhi ain't for me. Did I say I'm half way through the cultural shock?? nowhere near! 
I had a nice sightseeing tour on my second day with the very helpful taxidriver Jandir Singh who took me to the Qutab Minar, one of the highest and most beautiful stonetowers of the islamic world next to the Quwwat-ul-Islam mosque. There I practised my first firm 'NO' when a guard started takling to me without my invitation. I think he was explaining the different buildings to me. I'm saying I think because he was rattling them down in high speed and such unclear speech I didn't even know was he talking English or Japanese. When I turned around he said 'Madam here' and held his hand open for some money. I walked off.
From there I went to the Lotostemple of the Bahai. Note: obviously you had to take your shoes off to enter and since it was midday I almost burnt my soles! Hot stone! Barefoot no good for tiny european feet!
Then off to the beautiful Humayuns tomb, looks like a mini version of the Taj Mahal.
I also know now where Delhi's lovebirds go for a little privacy and smoochy smooch - any bush or shady hidden place in the Lodi Gardens wil do!! I did read in my guide that affection isn't openly shown in India - well that's not the case there. I walked around the different gardens and had the rest of my (now cold) toasted sandwich. Anyone ever had warm Schnapps to drink? Don't! I thought it's coming back up! (why was I drinking Schnapps, to kill the germs obviously)
My last stop was the Indira Gandhi Memorial Museum - very interesting place, too little time.
Traffic in Delhi: No rules!!!! Honking your horn whenever possible!! They've put roadsigns up which are clearly just for the tourist arriving for the Commonwealth games in October!
Jagir showed me the way to the Metro station so the next day I attempted Old Delhi on my own by underground and that was a big mistake.
The tube itself was ok, London has certainly prepared me for that part. The pushing, shoving is definetly 10 times worse than in London and the next time I'm stuck on a crowded Victoria line I will just smile and think that's a piece of cake compared to Delhi! When I got out at New Delhi Train Station I saw another Delhi again as to yesterday. The dirt, the smell, the extreme poverty, an old guy sitting drenched in what I can only assume was sewage, that's how it smelled and sooooooo many people and I had no clue where to go. I put on a brave face and walked around the station looking for the Tourist Office but no sign. So I thought I'll take the tube to Connaught Place and find the Government Tourist Office... haha... yeah right. You need a Sat Nav to find the next road in this place. I was totally lost!!!! and a fine catch for Travel Agents Touts and in my panic I did fall for one. Afterwards I'm thinking I'm so stupid.. the signs were there and he took me to a different office.. saying he doesn't want any money from me, of course not because he'll get his commission from the office. It did have the Government of India sign at the door so foolishly I went in. Foolishly I agreed to a tour because it all seemed legitimate... back at home, the more I thought about it the more I began to worry what I have let myself into. Reading the travel guide on one side calmed me down since it said that hundreds and hundreds of tourists fall for the scam, on the other side it made me think even more that I should really cancel the package tour. Sleepless night I had.. never felt so alone and unsure what to do.. someone make a decision for me or give me a clue but no one can. I gotta sort this myself!
So I did send a cancellation email just in case and now I'm going to the Government Tourist Information Centre... yes the real one and this time I'm not so foolish and I've called my friend Jagir to drive me there!
A tip on the side for anyone who reads this and might be ending up in the same situation as me:
If you are lost at Connaught Place and looking for the OFFICIAL Government Tourist Office ask for directions to Janpath clothes market, don't let them know where you really want to go. Once you are at the market the office is opposite, just look around and don't trust anyone who tells you it's somewhere else!!!!
The guy on the phone from 'Grace India Holiday' I booked with sounded nice. He said I would get all my money back since I never used their services. Well I'll let you know later how I got on!
Before I forget.. I have met nice people as well. What I mean is I forced myself onto a group of nice austrain students after I heard the well known sound of my home language and they gave me lots of tips and the satisfaction of finally being able to talk to someone about my experiences.. not to mention some money since I was skint! So Andreas, should you ever make it to London a sightseeing tour and pint are on me!

Also Mum und Dad wie versprochen auch für Euch noch ne deutsche Version, is ja echt ned fair! Das meiste hab ich Euch ja schon im skype video chat erzählt. War ja nicht alles schlimm was ich in Delhi gesehen habe. Die Stadtrundfahrt in Neu Delhi war echt interessant. Ich war beim Qutab Minar, höchster und schönester Steinturm der Islamischen Welt bei der Quwwat-ul-Islam Moschee. Da hat mich dann ein Guard angequasselt und einfach drauflosgeplappert und ich glaub er wollt mir die verschiedenen Gebäude erklären.. mensch der hat scho schnell geredet ich hab ned mal mehr mitbekommen was für a Sprache der spricht! und dann hält er die Hand auf sagt 'please mam'.. 'nix mam' hab ich mir gedacht und bin gegangen. Dann sind wir weiter zum Lotostempel der Bahai, da hat man natürlich die Schuhe ausziehn müssen bevor man eintritt und könnts Euch vorstellen was für eine Temperatur das Steinpflaster da hat in der Mittaghitz.. hab ich mir fast meine zarten europäischen Füsschen verbrannt. Dann sind wir gleich weiter zum Humayuns Grabmal. Schaut aus wie das Taj Mahal nur kleiner und rötlich, aber sehr beeindruckend. Die haben schon was fertiggebracht die Inder... Tja und auf meinem nächsten Stop bin ich dann auch drauf gekommen wo die Liebespärchen zum kuscheln hingehn (in Ungarn ist es ja der Aussichtsplatz auf die Donau wie wir festgestellt haben, gell Magi und Sabine) und zwar in die dunklen Ecken und in's Gebüsch der Lodi Gärten!!!! Schöner Garten, mit am tollen Bonsai Garten, das hätt am Matze gefallen. Auf jeden Fall war mir da erst mal so heiss, dass ich mich in den Schatten gesetzt hab und den Rest meines Sandwiches gefuttert hab und hab natürlich wie immer mit am Schluckerl von Dad's hausgemachtem Nuss Schnapps Nr1 abgeschlossen... brrrrr.. der is vielleicht scharf wenn er warm is, wär fast wieder hochgekommen!! Mein letzter Stop war dann das Indira Gandhi Memorial Museum wo man alles über Mahatma Gandhi's Leben nachlesen konnte. In em haus hat er auch seine letzten Tage verbracht und im Grundstück dahinter steht ein Denkmal wo er erschossen wurde. Sehr interessant, aber leider hatte ich da ned soviel zeit.
Also Mum ich sag nur eines.. der Verkehr in Delhi wär nix für Dich. Ich glaub da wärst aufm Weg vom Flughafen schon tausend tode gestorben!!! Da fährst dann gern mitm Dad mit 170kmh auf der Autobahn und lässt ihn auf die Seite schaun!!!! Regeln gibts keine, blinken tut keiner hat auch fast keiner welche und wenn Schilder da sind dann eh bloss für die Touristen die jetzt dann den Commonwealth Games kommen, weil von den Einheimischen scheisst sich keiner was. Auf jeden Fall hat mir der Taxifahrer gezeigt wo die U-Bahn ist und da hab ich mich dann am nächsten Tag alleine rausgetraut. Mensch aber am Neu Delhi Bahnhof hat's mich echt von en Socken gehaut und da hab ich echt kurz ans Aufgeben gedacht.. schlimm war's da. Und die Geschichte mit dem Reisebüro kennts Ihr ja eh ausführlich!!!
Bevor ich es vergesse.. hab a Gruppe netter Österreicher im Red Fort in Old Delhi kennengelernt.. haha, was heisst kennengelernt. Ich hab gehört wie sie österreichisch gesprochen haben und hab sie sofort überrumpelt so Heimweh hab ich auf einmal bekommen und ich hab ja schon sooooo lange nimma mit jemandem geredet. Und damit ich es ned vergiss hier mal Schwarz auf Weiss: Andreas wennst mal nach London kommst gibt's ne Sightseeing tour, ich werd schaun dass Dich keine englischen Frauen anstarren und fotografieren und Du Dir keine Augenentzündung oder sonstiges einfängst, und natürlich gemma auf das versprochene Pint!!!
So dann bis zum nächsten Mal!
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Jo O'Sullivan on

Hi my darling, how are you?? I just want u to know how proud we all are of you, being soooooo brave, out there seeing the big wide world and all it has to offer. You truly are amazing and should be so proud of yourself too. We all love and miss you and are thoroughly enjoying your regular updates. I know it may seem hard and lonely, but trust me if you can do this you will truly be able to anything you sert your mind to.
I hope things start to get easier for you and just remember be strong.... this is a once in a lifetime experience, that you will soon be looking back on. Enjoy, embrace and stay safe. Can't wait to hear about all your upcoming adventures!!!

Loads and loads of love Jo, Eileen, Grace, Ria and of course your talking, walking godson Teddy xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

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steff_lin on

Aahhhhhhhhhhhhh jo.. thanx hun .. that's exactly what I needed! love you all so much!!! xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

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