Things I Do in New Delhi in One Day

I had my breakfast in the room in Hotel Ga-Khyil, Majnu Ka Tilla, because there was no physical restaurant in the hotel, but there was a café which serves only cakes and drinks. It felt weird to me, but anyway I ordered through phone, egg fried rice (of which I only finish a quarter) and chocolate milkshake (I did finish this one). I checked out around 11.30am and the staffs helped me to bring my luggage to the office of the Tibet guy, Tenzin, who picked me up from airport the day before; the office is located at the basement of the building where the hotel is; it’s a multi-purpose building. At the office, I told him that I want to go to the city for a walk and he told me I could take a rickshaw to nearest metro station, and I was shocked to imagine myself taking the rickshaw alone in India! Seeing the shock on my face, he then suggested that I join another lady (who’s also a volunteer) for the city tour and share the cost with her. I agreed immediately and he arranged for a driver to drive me to meet the lady.

egg fried rice
My breakfast: Egg Fried Rice

So the driver first took me to India Gate. A photographer offered to take photos for me and print them out for 50 rupees per photo. I felt it’s a reasonable price so I went for it, and decided to print 3 photos out of 20 photos taken. A small girl took my hand and drew hyena without telling me the price. I was happy initially because it’s my first time getting the hyena, then I asked for the price while she’s still drawing and she said 200 rupees. I was shocked and I said “I don’t want!” and walked away. She chased me and offered 150 rupees, then 100, then 50. I gave her 50 but she asked for 20 more, but I just walked away. I was pretty angry. And the weather didn’t really help, it was 40 Celsius or more, and I was sweating non-stop for that day. Then I went back to the car and met a lady from El Salvador but living in Canada, Elena, and we’ve been traveling partner in India ever since. We went to National Museum, passed by the Parliament complex and Connaught Place for lunch. After lunch, we went passed by the Red Fort and then back to the hotel. I wish he had stopped at Red Fort.

Roads in New Delhi
Roads in New Delhi
India car without door
No door!!!
Rickshaw in New Delhi, India
India’s Rickshaw
India Gate, New Delhi
At India Gate, with half-painted hyena on my hands by a little girl
Near India Gate, New Delhi
Near India Gate
Monument National opening hour, New Delhi, India
Monument National opening hour
Parliament Buildings, New Delhi, India
Parliament Buildings
9.parliament building new delhi
So many white cars at Parliament Buildings
Road to India Gate, New Delhi
Huge road leading to India Gate
Traffic light in New Delhi, India
Is this a portable traffic light?
Road signs in New Delhi, India
Road signs
Red Fort in New Delhi, India
Passing by Red Fort
Motorcyclist in New Delhi, India
Typical motorcyclist and the passengers

After the tour, we explored the little streets next to the building of our hotel. There were soooo many flies on the road! At the end of the road, there was a temple. After the walk, we went back to the hotel and killed the time at the café. The G Café is a very modernized café with wifi. The walls are filled with movies and singers posters. It felt like Planet Hollywood or Hard Rock café. Then at 6pm, we collected our luggage from Tenzin’s office and he walked with us to the bus station. Then we boarded the overnight non air-conditioned bus to McLeod Ganj. We stopped a few times during the journey for dinner and toilet break. The toilets were awful! And we didn’t bother to eat there, and decided to eat our snacks instead.

Buddhist Temple in Majnu ka Tilla, New Delhi, India
Little girl who begged for money at Buddhist Temple in Majnu ka Tilla
Buddhist Temple in Majnu ka Tilla, New Delhi, India
The little girl and I
G Cafe in Majnu ka Tilla, New Delhi, India
G Cafe interior, at Hotel Ga-Khyil, in Majnu ka Tilla
G Cafe in Majnu ka Tilla, New Delhi, India
Posters on the wall of G Cafe. Few months later I watched and read Seven Years in Tibet and was obsessed with it.

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