Hotel Zara Grand - Green Park
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... a couple of beers on the roof terrace of Club India. This restaurant has a great view of all the other roof terrace restaurants nearby and of course the bustling market below.
Tomorrow we're off to the Tourist Information Centre to get some advice on travelling around the North of India for the next few weeks then we'll get on with some serious sight-seeing in Delhi.
... he was some sort of strange serpent man and kept my distance. There was also a women who went around catching pythons for pets and would enter our room swinging one around as if it was nothing. This women had long turned to madness and dwelt in a world no human could enter. It was unfortunate that Anna was forced to work with this women, for her days were spent listening to her mad ramblings about her traumatic family history. The whole core of the staff were driven by a ...
... waiting for me when I arrive, all neatly made up in pink bedding requested by Ni. As soon as I hit the pillow I am dead out for a good 3 hours with Ni sleeping by my side. We were woken only briefly by the cleaner who was very surprised to see us! By the time Alex gets back from work I feel a lot more refreshed and so we decided to go to the local market to have a wander around, very slowly due to my crippled knee. I had forgot how intently the Asian men stare. ...
... we have
read it just gets nicer. Having checked in to our very nice room we
got straight on with Jaipur day tour, seeing; Jantar Mantar, another
tall building but one you could go up and see the view from (as well
as listen to the facts a man who followed you up is telling you and
then expecting a tip); the Palace and observatory where we saw a mini
parade of music and flowers with fully dressed camels and horses and
guards; the old city palace which ...
... you looked, people were selling. Selling. Selling. Selling. It was rammed and you hustled and bustled millimetres from the motorcycle, street vendor, dog and buyer. I can't believe anybody was indoors.
Life was on the street. The street was life. Heaving and belching and buzzing. One big symbiotic ecosystem.
Miraculously, we found our alleyway and our bed. Insects of one variety or another had their turn in feeding off me. ...