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We had to walk a long distance to get to the terminal for our New Delhi flight, so it was a good thing that we did not have a tight connection. We were not able to check in for our flight at the Lufthansa kiosk or at the departure gate, so we will have to do when we arrive in New Delhi.
We could not find a restaurant, but each gate …
... br> Well. Now let me share, how all this happened, I was looking to do something
different except from my daily routine as everyone want’s. So, I applied for a mountaineering
course and wonder I got selected.
In India. There are many
private or Govt. institutes which conduct these courses. They are-
Nehru institute of Mountaineering (NIM)
Himalayan institute of Mountaineering (HMI)
Jawahar institute ...
... a pick up, so we called to the hotel as they confirmed everything the day before. They have sent us an email how to be careful, when we are putting our foot into a taxi as they may try to rip us off. Oh well, due to some problems with credit cards and their laziness the receptionist said, that we should take prepaid taxi from the airport. It was a warm welcome from India.
So we have arranged taxi through the counter at the airport. We got in to ...
... slums with a backdrop of city skyscrapers. We eventually barrelled out of our tiny taxi and onto the doorstep of our home for the next two nights, to find a locked fence. Not the greatest arrival, but with a rattle a night receptionist appeared to let us in, we were unsurprised when after taking our names he grunted and pointed at the guy already asleep on the floor..this was going to be a looong morning. Flat out on the floor we took turns to nap, when finally we got our ...
... other. I think the one image will stick with me though, because it was the most intense. There was this one girl, older than most, probably 9 or 10, she stepped off the safe harbor of the sidewalk and into a completely chaotic New Delhi traffic jam. Eric and I were riding in the back of a tuk-tuk at the time. She was wearing a purple sarong-type skirt, and had no shirt, she reached in and tapped me on the knee several times. She called me Mister, and politely asked for ...