Delhi 2
Today we woke up on a mission. I had to get money wired to me from my bank via western union and Dee and I had decided to send a load of stuff we were carrying back to Ireland. We are not visiting anywhere cold from no on so we managed to cut a lot of wieght from our bags.
Ultra light is the way to travel if its a warm climate. In future I will not be taking hardly anything with me.
I managed to set the Money transfer up after a load of frustrating phone calls, the phones cut off all the time here and I got ripped off for a few quid, very annoying. I had to pick it up the next day in a particular bank in town. This took the whole day. That evening we went back to the Metropolis for more great food and agian crashed out, it tires you out this stuff.
The next morning we buzzed over to the bank and collected my cash, we were down to our last 20 Euro so that was a relief to say the least. We zipped over to the train station next to get our tickets for Rajasthan but were diverted by a tout with forged ID to his shitty little tour office, a common scam. As soon as we got there we clocked it and turned around and left, preferably to seek this tout out. We bumped into an English chap called John who had had the same thing occor. We all shared a rickshaw back to the train station and managed to get all our tickets and also meeting and english girl called Lilly there who had been duped into going to Kashmier for a week ( very dangerous) Apart from being kidnapped the cold up there is bad at the moment. She had flown back down that day in shell shock as she had just landed in India that week. Crazy start. We arranged to meet up for a few jars that night in one of Delhi's 2 bars that we could find which ended up being a restraunt with no music and lone drunk indian men.
Before we went there Dee and I spent the entire afternoon trying to send our parcal back to Eire. We had to get it sowen up in cloth (!!!) outside the post office before we could post it. This was done on the pavement outside the post office. Mental, the main post office in the capital of India and you have to get you packages sowen up on the street outside before they take it.
We had a few drinks that night with the people we had met and it turns out that Lilly was heading to Jaipur in Rajasthan also so made arrangements to meet here there at some point.
We wanderd home that evening through deserted streets filled with cows and dogs and went to bed. We had the early train to Rajasthan at 6.00 in the morning.
Ultra light is the way to travel if its a warm climate. In future I will not be taking hardly anything with me.
I managed to set the Money transfer up after a load of frustrating phone calls, the phones cut off all the time here and I got ripped off for a few quid, very annoying. I had to pick it up the next day in a particular bank in town. This took the whole day. That evening we went back to the Metropolis for more great food and agian crashed out, it tires you out this stuff.
The next morning we buzzed over to the bank and collected my cash, we were down to our last 20 Euro so that was a relief to say the least. We zipped over to the train station next to get our tickets for Rajasthan but were diverted by a tout with forged ID to his shitty little tour office, a common scam. As soon as we got there we clocked it and turned around and left, preferably to seek this tout out. We bumped into an English chap called John who had had the same thing occor. We all shared a rickshaw back to the train station and managed to get all our tickets and also meeting and english girl called Lilly there who had been duped into going to Kashmier for a week ( very dangerous) Apart from being kidnapped the cold up there is bad at the moment. She had flown back down that day in shell shock as she had just landed in India that week. Crazy start. We arranged to meet up for a few jars that night in one of Delhi's 2 bars that we could find which ended up being a restraunt with no music and lone drunk indian men.
Before we went there Dee and I spent the entire afternoon trying to send our parcal back to Eire. We had to get it sowen up in cloth (!!!) outside the post office before we could post it. This was done on the pavement outside the post office. Mental, the main post office in the capital of India and you have to get you packages sowen up on the street outside before they take it.
We had a few drinks that night with the people we had met and it turns out that Lilly was heading to Jaipur in Rajasthan also so made arrangements to meet here there at some point.
We wanderd home that evening through deserted streets filled with cows and dogs and went to bed. We had the early train to Rajasthan at 6.00 in the morning.
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