November 25th – 30th 2010
- Trash everywhere, especially on outskirts. The colors from trash colored the landscape. Lots of pigs running around in the trash.
- Had steak and eggs with a Coke for Thanksgiving. Cut of steak was like the one found in pot roast. Not the greatest but it’ll do. I tried to keep it as American as possible.
- If you buy street food, it most likely will come on a plate that’s lined with newspaper. I guess ink makes a good seasoning.
- Good job Mr. Vegetable Seller. Sell those vegetables right outside a public restroom.
- Lots of Asian looking Indians here in Delhi, supposedly from North-east India. They are discriminated against, especially the girls. That’s what I read in the papers. Also got a number of Nepalese here.
(Main Bazaar street in Paharganj.)
- It feels good to do absolutely nothing sometimes. Struggling to find motivation to go sightseeing but nothing’s overwhelmingly interesting in Delhi, yet, it’s a great city to relax in (heavily populated, polluted, chaotic, yet has everything, which is what I find myself looking for). If I want to watch a movie, there are plenty of cinemas showing American movies. If I want to eat some foreign foods, plenty of places for it. If I want to buy something, there are shops for it. If I want to use the internet, lots of cheap places with fast connections. Watched Harry Potter Deathly Hallows, then after not wanting to eat Indian food for a while, decided spontaneously to eat at a joint next to the cinema (supposedly been selling biryani for 50 years). Then ate some McDonalds fudge sundae to balance it out.
- Visited Humayun’s Tomb, Red Fort and Bangla Sahib (a Sikh temple). Impressive places.
(Inside Humayun’s Tomb. The actual grave is in a crypt below.)
(Mandatory for everyone to cover their heads. Bandanas provided outside.)
(No shoes inside Bangla Sahib.)
(Everyone praying. Guy in middle is the lead Sikh priest.)
(After exiting temple, everyone gets a glob of this warm, oily peanut brittle paste.)
(People washing (or cleansing sins?) from a pool in the temple.)
- Train station employee sent me on the wrong train and ended up about 30 km from where I am staying. Luckily a helpful guy showed me which bus to take and it took me back.