Delhi…a quiet place?

 

 


We weren’t expecting that! We arrived at 8.15 Delhi time ( no idea what time it was in uk or my body clock) expecting chaotic, packed and to be honest from what I’d heard, crazy airport…but no…all was calm, quiet and pretty cold.

Earlier on in Doha airport in the middle east, we had decided that once on board, we were not going to eat any more food ( they kept feeding us on the Manchester to Doha flight) and we were just going to go to sleep.
All that changed when the lovely cabin crew member informed me that my seat had changed…oh no!? Oh Yes…we were upgraded! First time ever…upgraded to Business Class! Woo hoo!
So me and Lucie ( my friend who has joined me on my first leg of India & Nepal trip) decided…sod it…bring on the champagne! So several champagne cocktails and a 3 course meal later…we arrive in Delhi. We had no sleep but who cares!

A ‘ not too shabby start’ to our trip I think…

Anyone who knows me will tell you I have a very good sense of smell… And Delhi has a very unique smell. As soon as we got outside the airport it hit me. It’s a smokey, burning smell with a waft of incense every so often. And to be completely open with you, my nose has been full of black soot the entire time…lovely hey? Not just me though Lucie too…I’m sure she won’t mind me sharing this most interesting fact. Anyway…

After a few hours snooze, we head out into Delhi…on our own…and throw ourselves into the deep end by going to the metro station. We get pointed in the right direction, a quick frisk ( a lot of security there…not anything untoward before you go thinking that!) and we are off to the platform to look for the ‘ladies only’ pink section. Once we spot it, we break into a little jog to try and jump on the train in the ladies section…Yeap we reach the door and it closes in our faces…everyone waves, laughs and it’s off…

After asking the nice man on our hotel desk earlier ” where is the market please?” we follow his directions and end up…in a completely different place…Conaught Cirlce! Hey ho, it’s a bit posh, but we start to look around…

A short stroll later we are approached by a ‘nice’ man ( can you hear my sarcasm yet?) we tell him we were actually looking for the market( oh dear) and suddenly before we know it we are in a taxi being driven to ‘ the best market and the cheapest market in Delhi’ ( yeah right…more sarcasm)
The driver tells us” you must stay in there minimum 15 minutes!” only then would he drive us back…great…been out in Delhi for 15 mins and we have already been sucked in! Is that a record?
We go into the place and browse…of course everything is ridiculously expensive but… I was interested to learn that the cashmere ( by the way the people of Kashmir go mad that we spell it like this) is made ‘ from the chin part of a goat’ fascinating…
As we exit the driver is waiting for us but is now joined with a friend…for extra pressure…but we have wised up now…and I’m ready for them….ha ha ha…eeekek! They try to get us into a variety of shops but we stand firm…”NO!”
” take us back…back to our husbands” we say. 1 hour in Delhi and we now have imaginary husbands too! Brilliant plan…
We recognise Conaught Cirlce and ask him to stop. What was a 20 rupee ride is now “200 rupee you owe” “No” we say, that was not the agreement ( it is the principle of the matter…)
We pull over, Lucie gets the 20 ready, I yell ” wait until ive opened the door” we hand over the 20 and jump out…the 2 men waving after us…phew

We did wonder why the people by the side of the road and in the tuk tuks were laughing at us when we got in earlier…live and learn

Next…’ our new Indian friends… Meeting the Indian Police…and a special visit to a Sikh temple”