Hotel Sai Regency
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... afternoon in the water like a fish but there was no other option to beat the
heat of the daytime. Night was quite cold and weather was pleasant. We talked
for hours just gazing at the stars.
Next morning was refreshing. We
experienced the wind touching our soul. There were options at the camp for
other activities like cricket, badminton, volley ball etc. ...
... airport employee, who takes up contact with my driver, after I gave its number to this. I feel very relieved, when I see a native one with a sign, on which my name stand.
While driving to my hotel, I become acquainted with the first time Indian traffic. On the roads an absolute chaos prevails, more badly than Thailand o.a. Countries. To certain rules (“right forwards left” o.a.) adheres nobody, traffic lights by the road users is only ...
... the mosque because prayers were going on so we had to wait another 20 minutes but ended up talking to some very young girl who spoke some English and encouraged us in when it finally opened to us. She started off showing us around but nothing we couldn't have figured out ourselves....when she asked for Rs1000 we dumped her immediately. Diane had seen through her right off but I guess I'm a bit naive. A fellow at one end of the prayer rug beckoned us in and showed us some of the ...
... has a love marriage. She has a name. As the camera fades to black, she is sitting on a swing, smiling as she looks up into the dappled summer sunlight.And I make her this real-life promise: every Thanksgiving I will remember that Salim Chisti gave me a child to love and that I left her on the dust-choked road to Fatehpur Sikri."
And so, another holiday ends, this time with a feeling of hope - for life-long friendships, for India, and for many more lamb biryanis.
... I was with it and felt energized and thrilled except when Rishabh was trying to talk to me while buzzing around trucks and inconsistent tuk tuks who could dart out of the lanes at any moment. Then I held on tighter (maybe his plan?) and asked him to wait until we stopped to talk. We also went to Pahara Gange (spell?) where all the hippy touristy shops are and is known as being one of the more dirty and unpleasant parts of the city. It's where Delhi gets a ...