Sunday, January 18, 2009

My God..............India!

We're in India and our first few days have been an absolute assault on the mind, body and senses! We arrived in Delhi at night only to have to negotiate the airport with it's car and human traffic to find ourselves a place to stay and what an experience! We found a taxi driver who couldn't speak English but we decided to chance it anyway and hoped by some miracle we would find a place to lay our heads. It was in deed a miracle, the driver was a maniac and by Delhi standards that's something. We dodged cars, rickshaws, people and dogs in between breaking down and Andrew having to jumpstart the car while other vehicles nudged and jostled with him for a position on the road. We did make the centre of Delhi but the driver had to hand us over to a rickshaw driver for the final part of the journey because he had no idea where we wanted to go. We crammed into the rickshaw with our backpacks and held on for dear life! As you can tell we lived to tell the tale, found a place to sleep and managed to eat some good Indian nosh after the ordeal. Although I have developed a nice hacking cough caused by the pollution in the air....lovely.

Delhi
The pollution hangs in the air like a fog, there are throngs of people everywhere, the beeping of vehicle horns is constant, dogs fight on the streets and there is poverty like we have not seen so far on this trip. We have seen some horrible things and been on the receiving end of a couple of attempted scams too. It really is a culture shock like no other.

In 2 days we have visited The National Museum, Humayan's Tomb, The Red Fort and Chandi Chowk (the backbone of Old Delhi) and munched our way through samosas, dosa's, biryani's, butter chicken, jelabis and benghal sweets......none of which are good for the waistline. We also squeezed in an Indian cookery course with Lubna, the lady who runs our B & B. Absolutely exhausting, thankfully our B & B was a restful retreat.

www.delhibedandbreakfast.com

Delhi is hard work but I think we managed to discover it's charms too.

Agra
We caught a really early train this morning, in the fog, to visit the Taj Mahal. I'm not sure what we expected but the Taj is actually a very peaceful place in the middle of another polluted part of India. Agra is the chemical production capital of India so you can kind of imagine what that might mean for Agra itself. The authorities are introducing eco-friendly projects to the area although I'm not convinced by their efforts so far. We are both feeling the effects of the pollution and this is after just 4 days. Incidentally, the Taj Mahal by sunset is rubbish! The pollution hides the sunlight so it's like viewing it on a cold, foggy morning.

Another early start tomorrow as we set off for Jaipur, the pink city.

3 comments:

Caleya Chetty said...

What about the romance of the Taj Mahal, being at a palace built out of love.
Never mind the pollution - you will breathe it out.
You will now manage to drive in London with your eyes closed.
Have fun.
Mam n Dad

Angusclan said...

Wise words from the original Calyea Chetty - take heed young Andrew! Or not so young - as usual I have two dates written down for your birthday, you'd think by now I'd get it right. (Actually the two dates thing means you're twice as old as me, ace!). So if your birthday is at the end of this week, Many Happy Returns you OLD FARTY FORTY! If your birthday is in February, just hold onto those words till then, cos you ain't getting anything else! Especially after the 'greediest animal apart from Carla' comment. We elephants never forget you know. Much love to you both, always in my thoughts, Carla.xx

Anna said...

Hi guys,

Sorry it has taken me an age to write but motherhood is all consuming!

Happy Christmas, Happy New Year and Andrew, Happy Birthday for 23rd. If my calculations are right you are 40!!! Can you believe it? I remember when you were just a wee wippersnapper.

Your trip sounds wonderful and I'm very jealous. I remember visiting the Taj Mahal and being absolutely wowed.

Bea (or Queen Beable as she is now known) is still the most beautiful baby ever. She can sit up, shout, suck things, charm old ladies and best of all sleep through the night. She is a joy and I'm loving every minute.

Anyway have fun. Breathe in the pollution and spare a thought for poor little me who only gets good, clean sea air these days. I'd kill for a decent bit of smog.

big love Anna xxxxxx