I read in VirtualTourist that Delhi was a chaos that worked, well, to tell you the truth, NO, it doesn't work, this can't be working!!
So yes, Delhi is an absolute chaos. Though at the beginning everything seemed pretty simple, at the airport I mean. After passing through the passport control, getting my bag pretty easily and fast, changing money and getting a pre-paid taxi at an official stand, everything seemed cool. The flight had been excellent, good food, personal TV, where you could choose what to see and when to see it, just great.
So the inferno started when getting out of the airport area. Yeap, cars everywhere, the discontinous line had absolutely no meaning at all. On a 3 lane road, you could see 5 rows of cars. Everyone honking all the time, there was no order at all.
Begging didn't lasted too much to arrive. We stopped at a traffic light, apparently they do respect those... And this kid with funny colonial brittish mustache started making acrobacies next to my taxi. Right away started begging for money. I saw it comming, so I didn't even looked at what he was doing. I knew I had to be prepared for a lot of this, and surprisingly, I was. No feeling at all came to me. And I must admit the kid was really cute and funny with that black mustache that covered most of his face, but I had no problem in saying no. Will I find some humanity lost hell knows where in India, or will I leave untreated?
Anyway, chaos, chaos and more chaos. After the second scam, I was so tired after the plane and the new atmosphere, I didn't feel like investigating the city, so I decided to stay all the day in my room until the next day. So let's say that day 1, was one day after arriving, when I did a 3 hour walk on Connaught Place.
This kid tried to get me into this mall, which I didn't as I need to buy nothing. And so many others tried to get me into a rickshaw, which is an everyday hastle. The best of day two was getting back to the hostel and meetting with all this bunch of people.
Day 2 started direction to the main bazaar with the french guy, followed by the Red Fort and the New Delhi Train Station, where I bought my ticket to go to Ramnagar, north of Delhi.
One thing you have to know about Red Fort, well actually two. First, it;s in Old Delhi, and 2, if you think New Delhi is overcrowded, forget about it, Old Delhi is. To get an example, imagen sales, people awaitting for the stores to open, and the marabunta of people getting in. Furthe more, Xmas, and all those people doing the last minute shops, all in a hurry, worried because time passes by. Well, it sort of the same, but even worse, and without the time factor. DREADFUL!
So yes, Delhi is an absolute chaos. Though at the beginning everything seemed pretty simple, at the airport I mean. After passing through the passport control, getting my bag pretty easily and fast, changing money and getting a pre-paid taxi at an official stand, everything seemed cool. The flight had been excellent, good food, personal TV, where you could choose what to see and when to see it, just great.
So the inferno started when getting out of the airport area. Yeap, cars everywhere, the discontinous line had absolutely no meaning at all. On a 3 lane road, you could see 5 rows of cars. Everyone honking all the time, there was no order at all.
Begging didn't lasted too much to arrive. We stopped at a traffic light, apparently they do respect those... And this kid with funny colonial brittish mustache started making acrobacies next to my taxi. Right away started begging for money. I saw it comming, so I didn't even looked at what he was doing. I knew I had to be prepared for a lot of this, and surprisingly, I was. No feeling at all came to me. And I must admit the kid was really cute and funny with that black mustache that covered most of his face, but I had no problem in saying no. Will I find some humanity lost hell knows where in India, or will I leave untreated?
Anyway, chaos, chaos and more chaos. After the second scam, I was so tired after the plane and the new atmosphere, I didn't feel like investigating the city, so I decided to stay all the day in my room until the next day. So let's say that day 1, was one day after arriving, when I did a 3 hour walk on Connaught Place.
This kid tried to get me into this mall, which I didn't as I need to buy nothing. And so many others tried to get me into a rickshaw, which is an everyday hastle. The best of day two was getting back to the hostel and meetting with all this bunch of people.
Day 2 started direction to the main bazaar with the french guy, followed by the Red Fort and the New Delhi Train Station, where I bought my ticket to go to Ramnagar, north of Delhi.
One thing you have to know about Red Fort, well actually two. First, it;s in Old Delhi, and 2, if you think New Delhi is overcrowded, forget about it, Old Delhi is. To get an example, imagen sales, people awaitting for the stores to open, and the marabunta of people getting in. Furthe more, Xmas, and all those people doing the last minute shops, all in a hurry, worried because time passes by. Well, it sort of the same, but even worse, and without the time factor. DREADFUL!
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