Dehli What a crazy place
Trip Start
Aug 18, 2008
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Trip End
Aug 16, 2009

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Smelly Delhi, Nothing that we had read had prepared us for Delhi,
I was very surprised our airport pick up was waiting for us, a Little man with a big smiling face raced us through appalling traffic where people were sleeping on the streets families living under tarpaulins by the side of the road while 18 million people go about there daily business, and it seemed every one of them was honking his horn.
poverty beggars and the rich side by side.
Every where you go people stair and want to touch you, At last I know what it feels like to be popular, The food has been great curry for breakfast lunch and dinner, but with dinner you get larger, Maja doesn't appreciate the cuisine as much as me.
We were walking home from dinner the other night when we walked past a big house with a large garden.there was some sort of festival going on so we stop to watch. well when the big bass band sore a couple of white dude's they came running over gathered round us and played a fan fair so so loud we had nowhere to go so they just kept on playing and laughing but not as much as Maja laughed when one of them got his french horn out wipe the end clean and wanted me to give a blow I politely declined, but we were saved when the boss man came out and chased them back in side.
We are moving on now, we have booked a over night sleeper train to Udaipur. Got nowhere to stay but will sort it out when we get there.
I was very surprised our airport pick up was waiting for us, a Little man with a big smiling face raced us through appalling traffic where people were sleeping on the streets families living under tarpaulins by the side of the road while 18 million people go about there daily business, and it seemed every one of them was honking his horn.
poverty beggars and the rich side by side.
Every where you go people stair and want to touch you, At last I know what it feels like to be popular, The food has been great curry for breakfast lunch and dinner, but with dinner you get larger, Maja doesn't appreciate the cuisine as much as me.
We were walking home from dinner the other night when we walked past a big house with a large garden.there was some sort of festival going on so we stop to watch. well when the big bass band sore a couple of white dude's they came running over gathered round us and played a fan fair so so loud we had nowhere to go so they just kept on playing and laughing but not as much as Maja laughed when one of them got his french horn out wipe the end clean and wanted me to give a blow I politely declined, but we were saved when the boss man came out and chased them back in side.
We are moving on now, we have booked a over night sleeper train to Udaipur. Got nowhere to stay but will sort it out when we get there.
