Goodbye India and hello Sri Lanka
Trip Start Sep 21, 2005
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Goodbye India and hello Sri Lanka
I slept like a log, but after the mission we had last night that's not surprising really, the fact that I had a bed to myself was also a major plus. Gagan and I woke up around 11.30 to find Larry had already gone out for a wonder. I got showered and dressed and then the guy from reception phoned to remind us that checkout was at 12, seeing as we had only been here since 4.30am I didn't think I was too much for us to have an extra half hour in the room! The guy at reception agreed and just as I put the phone down Larry walked into the room. He said after his wonder around the streets of Paharganj, he had deduced that any 'pendoo' (someone from the village) would get ripped of here in 10 seconds flat. Gagan and I looked at each other and thought, yeah we know and that pendoo is you! You Larry!
We made our way downstairs and after checking my bag into the luggage room we headed for the streets of Delhi
I don't think I have mentioned this before, but the whole reason we came down to Delhi one day early is because we wanted to visit the new Mandir complex everyone has been talking about. After breakfast we approached an Auto driver to see how much he would charge to take us there, he told us the whole place was closed today, this was confirmed by a couple of other people too. So that was that out the window, I guess I'll just have to put it on a list with all the other things to come back for. So we just spent the day chilling in overly polluted Delhi. We walked the short distance to Cannought Place (don't think I spelled that right) and had a little wonder around. Gagan had never been on a train before and was a bit disappointed when we didn't get the Shtabdi tickets to Delhi, so I thought we'd go one better and go for a ride on the new Delhi Metro, It only been open year or so and there was a station slap-bang in the middle of Cannought Place
We came out of there at 2.30pm and still had loads of time to kill, we were feeling hungry by now and headed towards a place that we walked past earlier, it was a Kabab House in Cannought Place. The place was called Mirchi, that means chili, hot kind of chilli, yeah the food was chili but it was delicious (TJ, next time your in Delhi GO THERE!!!), the restaurant (not really a Kabab House) was on the first floor of a building that also houses a cinema (yeah you know what happened next)
We came out of the Cinema at 6.30pm, by the time we had been back to the hotel to collect my bag and stopped off at the ATM so I could take some MORE money out, as Larry was running low on funds (he really took the biscuit today!), it was 7.30. We got an Auto to take us to the Airport for Rs150, we had a good laugh on the way down there and I couldn't resist telling Larry a few home truths. Anyway we got to the Airport for around 9 and after a quick, manly goodbye (no emotions and certainly no tears) I entered the airport. I got checked in and rang Gagan to tell him everything was OK. I called home and spoke to my mum as I always do when I fly (just in case the plane falls out of the sky or something like that). I didn't have to wait around much as the flight was due to take off at 10.25pm, flying time was just over three hours. It was a very pleasant flight, made especially pleasant by the air hostesses, or should that be 'cabin crew'? anyway they were very nice (I have to choose my words carefully) but I'm sure you know what I mean. I got talking to one of them and she told where to go and what to do during my stay in Sri Lanka.
The flight landed in Colombo at 2.30am, and I was out of the airport by 3. I met a bloke in the airport terminal from Devon (UK), he had come from a five week stop in Delhi where he was doing some charity work. He looked really ruff, ill kind of ruff (like me on the way to Jaipur) and he was saying what a nightmare it was in India, he seemed very relieved to have left there and even being in the airport terminal assured him that Sri Lanka was not going to be as bad. I kind of felt the same really, the Airport was very clean and modern, hopefully a sign of things to come... I was collected from the airport by a taxi driver who had a board with my name on it (I've always wanted to do that, so when I eventually get back to Heathrow, will someone get down there with a board that has my name on it, THANKS). Anyway the Taxi was a really nice, comfortable people-carrier. It took a good hour to drive back to where the Summer House was and we stopped off along the way at an ATM so I could get cash to pay the guy. I got here at just after 4 and Mr. Sadikeen from over the road let me in and gave me the key. It's a nice place , small but more than adequate. I went for a slash before hitting the sack and found this HUGE cockroach in the bathroom, I could be bothered with doing anything about it (not that I know what to do, it's the first one I have ever seen!) and crashed out.