New Delhi on Independence Day, "Delhi Belly" and the Taj Mahal
An almighty dash to the domestic airport in Bombay for a connecting flight to New Delhi, we were told we that we were in the wrong airport, we should go into the international airport for this particular domestic flight. With the exchange of far too many rupees, we convinced a tuk-tuk to bring us there at top speed, and just about the made the flight!
We stayed in Paharganj, not too far from the main train station. There's a fab market on most nights here, where we found it difficult to resist the temptation of loading up with spices or even buying a sitar.
But the fresh orange juice was a steal at only 10 Rupees!
The next few days we were struck down with the dreaded "Delhi Belly", and so confined to bed, which distrupted our plans somewhat. However after a few days we got to see a small bit of the town.
The next day was Independence Day, the streets were filled with people celebrating as were the rooftops were people were flying kites. It was an incredible skyscape.
We made our way down to Agra in Uttar Pradash, to see the Taj Mahal. What should've been a shortish bus journey turned into a long one, as students had decided to hold a political demonstration and closed off the main road for several hours. Time for a little nap on the bus.
Despite the crowds of protesters, it was one of the happiest demonstrations we'd come across.
The Taj Mahal is a brilliant sight!
Took us a few goes to get this one right, but I think we got it in the end!
As our plans change continually, we've had to cut short our Indian adventure unfortunately, so on returning to New Delhi we made a decision to move on and head East towards Africa via Doah.
Namaste from India. It's an amazing place, and we're sorry to leave but the next continent awaits!