Spinach with pancakes

Delhi - part 1

The much-anticipated heat wave (first just after disembarking the plane, second - upon leaving terminal building) turned out to be even better - or worse - than expected. After we had come to terms with gazillion of intended-for-one-room AC machines in huge airport hall we took our leave. 2-hour night taxi ride was a result of "holiday", because of which "everything is booked" and "there is no cheap accomodation". So yeah. We got ripped off. about 4 euros - not much, but lesson is learned. Buying a good guidebook proved to be a necessity, and that's the first thing we did in the morning. At least now we know where to LOOK for a place to sleep.



Heat takes all will to act so after we had found a hotel we slept until noon - and even then didn't feel rested. The best refreshment, beer, is on the other hand below expectations. Hope I can get used to strange taste. I'll try to call it "exotic" from now on. The first day was uneventful. We didn't feel like rising a finger, let alone go sightseeing. Busy bazars with colorful displays (and yes, I do mean food stands) and quiet parks made our day. But there were also bad points.



Bearoucracy in India is unbelivable. We cannot buy train tickets for our friends (who are flying from Helsinki as I type) without their passports - but no one looks at our own. We can't get stuff from our own backpacks in Cloak Room ("place where we store your suitcase after you wait 20 minutes in queue and rats try to climb on your legs") without checking it out, which obviously takes another 20 minutes. And so on. More examples probably yet to come.



Last, but not least I realise now why there are so many Missworlds from India. And why they say sari is one of prettiest everyday outfits that exist. Will get pictures.