Hotel Queens Land Amritsar

... here yet! Will I ever learn???!!!<br><br>KKH continues: slowing down every 500m for yet another road construction detour&#8230;.and this for about 160km! Trying to avoid pot holes, rocks and other traffic in between! Making it to Gilgit with a soar back and butt! Poor Frits, poor us! But Madina guesthouse makes us forget very quickly. What a nice place with helpful staff! And the house guest, an old but wise man, who is eager to welcome us! We can park our car at ...

... through the temple So ended sitting there for a couple of hours which wasnt a problem as I was completely loving it. I took a few photos, a couple which I think will be pretty good. Also took some short video so that you could see the lights and everything better. They have sound so you can hear the chanting as well. I will attempt to upload them but not here as this computer is pretty slow!<br><br>Eventually ...

... was one of those rascal vans, you know the ones usually used for delivery drivers.. 8 of us got into this and hot a sweaty dont describe it... we were so SO hot in there... I think I lost my love handles!! <br><br><br>We got back to Amritsar by about 9.30pm and were pretty knackered so after a nights rest alongside the bed bugs..(yes they were there crawling around) we went to the temple the next day.. <br><br>Its an amazing place, the temple sits in the middle of a huge pool ...

... thousands of Indians.<br><br>After finding our room, Tamir and I left the temple complex to find some breakfast. We ended up at a place down the street that was one of the few restaurants around and I had one of the worst breakfasts I have eaten recently, especially because everything I had ordered was no longer available and after waiting for it for 10 minutes, they finally decided to tell me to order something else. We started talking to a girl from Germany a table over ...

... got to me. It was a woman telling her story of how she found out that her husband had been shot and killed at the protest. She told of how she had to walk by herself to the park as no one was confident enough to walk with her as they were engulfed with the fear of what might happen if they stepped foot out the door. Everyone she passed on the street was afraid to walk any distance with her they were all preoccupied with getting themselves home ...

... added to the list of slaught**ed. I went all Darlec. Ext**minate. <br><br>Now an exception to that rule is the people I met at the Golden Temple. If I said diary p**sonnel even the teenage boys would leave me alone. The old** men would give me a firm handshake and pull me down to sit and talk with them. Indian tourist would ask to have their picture taken with me, while locals would explain how the complex is run.<br><br>Howev** during my time at the temple only one girl spoke to me ...

... the railing to get a good look of the book as it was unwrapped, but on a pedestal, and carried out. <br><br>After all of this serious religion, we decided to spend our next day somewhere a little lighter and sillier, and what better place to go for this than Pakistan? To get there we'd have to go an hour away to the border town of Attari, and we were taken there via auto rickshaw by two young Sikh guys. One of them, Prash, introduced a side of Sikh culture that we had yet to seriously ...

... just a stone's throw away, it was an ideal location for travelers.<br><br>I took the metro to Chandni Chowk - an area right in the heart of Old Delhi. Yes, they have a metro that's incredibly clean, with AC, no litter and no beggars or ground sitters/loungers. It's a sterile, fine-imposing microcosm of heaven that's worth a visit and ride, just for the hell of being somewhere reasonably clean and ordered. Unfortunately you have to get off and out of it, back into ...

... and ate good wholesome organic home-grown food. We went for a short walk around Aunty's orchard. They are growing pears and the little pear fruits were all over the branches. We were told they were peaches. We saw swarms of mosquitoes in the shade. No snakes. Mommy was worried she might see some, so she was stomping the ground a lot to warn them of our presence. Eric laughs at her when she does this. 17th. We went ...

... Armistar, we found a "good value" hotel in the old city, 50m from the birth place of the Sikh religion (The Golden temple, the holiest shrine to the Sikh religion and our main reason for visiting). We tucked into a small vegetarian restaurant for dinner and devoured a couple of tasty Thalis (set meals). After the meal we headed over to the temple for sunset. We took off our shoes, cleaned our feet, and covered our heads before entering, as is the ...