Upon arrival at Boston airport I realized that I forgot my iPad in the hotel lobby due to post traumatic stress with the bombing (I'm making excuses) and my dementia. I called to see if they found it and of course, it's gone. Then in baggage at Delhi Airport guess whose luggage does not arrive, yes, mine! It never made it during the transfer in London.
We had our first nail biting taxi ride in Delhi on the night of April 16th on the way to the hotel. I made Reed and Andree crazy with my observations that there is no such thing as "Rules of the Road." Stop and go lights exist, but at night when red we sailed right through. During the day I was able to observe the driving techniques a bit better. I wondered what the lines on the road were for because nobody paid any attention to them. Drivers were all over the road, in fact for a 3 lane road there were 5 across. The sport of driving was like playing a game of chicken. When our car was jockeying for position Andree noted that there was no rear view mirror...the driver then opened the console between the seats and said "yes, I have one" and held it up! They also beep the horn constantly. I learned that a short beep means "I'm here". A double hard beep is "don't move, stay where you are if somebody is overtaking you in a crowded lane." The long beep is "move over, give me the way." Our tour guide, Vikash said "three things you need to drive in India; a good horn, good brakes, and good luck!
The beauty of touring in Delhi during the off season is that it was not crowded and the 100 degree temperature was tolerable. During the two days we had Vikash as our tour guide he took us to many places including 3 UNESCO sites; the Red Fort, Humayun's Tomb, the Qutab Minar. The Chandri Chowk markets and spice market was our favorite. We walked down the streets with the locals, coughed and choked to the smells in the spice market, and enjoyed the fragrance in the parks along with bird watching. Being the token white people locals came up and asked to take pictures with us!
We had our first nail biting taxi ride in Delhi on the night of April 16th on the way to the hotel. I made Reed and Andree crazy with my observations that there is no such thing as "Rules of the Road." Stop and go lights exist, but at night when red we sailed right through. During the day I was able to observe the driving techniques a bit better. I wondered what the lines on the road were for because nobody paid any attention to them. Drivers were all over the road, in fact for a 3 lane road there were 5 across. The sport of driving was like playing a game of chicken. When our car was jockeying for position Andree noted that there was no rear view mirror...the driver then opened the console between the seats and said "yes, I have one" and held it up! They also beep the horn constantly. I learned that a short beep means "I'm here". A double hard beep is "don't move, stay where you are if somebody is overtaking you in a crowded lane." The long beep is "move over, give me the way." Our tour guide, Vikash said "three things you need to drive in India; a good horn, good brakes, and good luck!
The beauty of touring in Delhi during the off season is that it was not crowded and the 100 degree temperature was tolerable. During the two days we had Vikash as our tour guide he took us to many places including 3 UNESCO sites; the Red Fort, Humayun's Tomb, the Qutab Minar. The Chandri Chowk markets and spice market was our favorite. We walked down the streets with the locals, coughed and choked to the smells in the spice market, and enjoyed the fragrance in the parks along with bird watching. Being the token white people locals came up and asked to take pictures with us!
are you sure with 100 degree temps it was the spices that were smelling pungent? lol Just figured out how to sign up and post to blog... miss you and it sounds wonderful!
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