Travel Blogs from New Delhi
... used as decoration. No matter what, the Qutub Minar is a monument not to be missed!
Our amazing first day in India ended in a gourmet feast! Sitting comfortably in the restaurant of the hotel we were staying in, we ordered almost every Indian spice and traditional dish we could taste. Tandoori chicken, paan, rice and of course the local beer, King Fisher!
Our first day had already come to an end but we did not mind. We had so many things yet to ...
... by several taxi
drivers floating round that the price would be around 400/450 rupee, the rank
charged us 750 rupees.........now correct me if I'm wrong but these scamming
taxi drivers should surely be asking for more than what I should pay, not the
police charge me double what the so called scammers wanted to charge. Theres
some good logic eh.
So after we paid the honest non-scamming booth we waited for
a car ...
... fresh smell of excrements mixed with sewer at 11.30am J
It was nearly noon when we arrived at the entrance of the Mosque. We climbed up the steep stairs, sat down for a second and not even having the chance to enter inside we got chased away by the guards... they did’t even bother to use verbal communication, an unfriendly handshake was enough to understand the message we weren’t welcome. We left the Mosque, damn...it must have been really DIJON inside, ...
... we had hoped. It took us a frustrating hour walking around that evening trying to find somewhere to eat that we could afford that looked half decent.
We decided to spend the following day exploring one of the more modern shopping areas of Delhi called Connaught Place. After calling into "Subway" for breakfast as there was no other option, we caught another auto rickshaw to Connaught Place. We agreed a price and a direct route but once again ...
Soendag den 22 Maj kl 8.55 landede jeg i Delhi lufthavn ifoert rygsaek og kamera og tog hurtigt en auto til et anbefalet hotel. Fra hotellet kontaktede jeg Mr Kumar Rakesh, en ven af Ruksana, som ville fortaelle mig hvad der var vigtigst at se i Delhi.
I de timer jeg ventede paa at Mr Raskesh skulle ankomme til hotellet, snakkede jeg ivrigt med to amerikanere. Faren Morah og soennen Chris, som havde bosat sig i Indien for at samle ...