Travel Blogs from Gurgaon
Yesterday, we arrived in Delhi and it is safe to say that it surpassed all of our expectations before even arriving to our hotel. We arrived at Heathrow at the premature time of 13.30 and landed at 10.30am local time. Tired and already regretting the extra weight of our rucksacks, we were met by our G adventures airport transfer and got into our taxi to begin a surreal and stressful journey to our hotel which was an experience in itself. It soon became clear that road safety ...
... I ate about 5 pieces of naan, aka my silverware. It was the best first meal in India. (Thanks team!)
I worked in the office 9 hours the first day. One of the drivers, Prakash, picked me up and took me back to the apartment (see video #2). I got back to the apartment and dinner was ready so I just warmed it up: chicken tikka, rice, and a cauliflower curry something.
Then I work another few hours to connect with my US team. The 9.5 ...
... goods behind and becoming spiritual. After a tour around the temples and having all the different meanings of the cravings pointed out, we took some time out to chill in the gardens surrounding them and just enjoying the sun. There was a cafe next door to our hotel called Raja Cafe and the food was great. They actually make the most amazing pizza, so despite my promise to take it easy on food for another few days, I just dove right it. You have no idea how good it tasted!! I ...
... men, it just seems much stranger.
The other thing that we passed was a brothel. Our rickshaw driver had been pointing out different sights along our drive, and then said, "And this is the redlight district". I looked up, and saw through the metal lattice of an upper story window, many young girls' faces pressed against it, looking down on the street below. Their faces looked worn, but most of them still had that rounded cheek that disappears ...
... people hanging out around here too. I wasn't sure if this was the norm or not.
At a break in the traffic I jammed across the street to the main railway station plaza. Again there were more exceptionally shabby-looking street vendors, more homelessness and poverty, neither of which I minded as it was reality here. What did in fact creep me out a bit was the lack of women. This was a crowded area and every last person out here was a man.
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