Sensory Overload (as already warned by Julia Atwell). Also avoided being scammed, thanks to Rhiannon Williams :)
01.06.2015 - 03.06.2015 40 °C
Delhi - where to start?
Flew through the airport and into a taxi feeling pretty confident. Then we hit the traffic. Chaos like you've never seen, cars, buses, bikes, tut tuts, rickshaws and people walking along the equivalent to our motorways but with no clear lanes. Everyone fighting for their inch of space and constantly on their horns. This I've quickly learned is the usual sound track for Delhi.
The hostel that had been pre booked turned out to be more or less as expected. On the plus side, it's very clean (all shoes left at door), the common room is comfortable with constant air con, plus the staff are really helpful. On check in we filled in the register and the next nearest in age person to us was 24. Think we can safely say we are reliving our youth!
First difficulty was fitting our 'little' travel bags into our assigned lockers. A task which Jaquie unfortunately failed. I put it down to the 8 kg of toiletries she's brought!
We were shattered from our journey, plus it was hammering down, so we decided to join in with a couple of our new friends and share some delivery pizza! Bit of a surprise when it arrived and was a curry pizza. Strange, but nice. Ate it whilst watching a lightening show from the window - very surreal.
As anyone who knows me will know, sleeping in a room of eight with people coming in and out all night was absolutely no problem for me. Jaquie on the other hand didnt fare as well and for the first time since we started, ended up listening to me snore rather than the other way round. I should say at this point I snore gently, more like a purr really!
Feeling refreshed we set out on our adventure. Crossing the road, across a ridiculous interchange thing with cars from all directions then into the metro. What a surprise.... It was calm and ordered even though it was packed and would put our underground to shame. Everyone queing for carriages plus, a women only one which was good.
Coming out of the metro we were mobbed by rickshaw drivers/cyclists and in the end decided to just go with it. The decision proved to be a good one as we got to see Old Delhi and all its alleyways, markets etc. Feeling relatively safe. All was going well until the last stop at the tourist information where we wanted to pick up some maps etc. The guy basically tried all sorts of stories etc. To get us to buy trips, train tickets, tours etc. And wasn't happy when we refused and left. Rhiannon had already warned us this might happen so we felt a bit prepared. On leaving further guys followed us trying to 'help' us to the right place but we eventually shook them and made it to the sanctuary of the Metro and home. Phew!
Next task is to try and sort out how to get to our next destination, as we've heard so many conflicting stories. Wish us luck and if we make it there we will see you in Rickikesh and our Yoga Ashram