Tuk tuks, rickshaws, metro, trains, buses, uber, ola, taxis, private cars, private taxi with driver, bullock and cart, hand trolley.... This place moves millions of people all over Delhi by every mode of transport that you can imagine.
We travelled 1/2 hr across the city via Uber for $4. I have no idea how on earth they make money.
Delhi is very modern on the inside but outside it still retains the grime and 1/2 finished building project aspect to it on the outside. Old Delhi looks like it did 30yrs ago. People making a living on the street - selling eggs, giving haircuts and shaves, fixing shoes, tailors mending trousers with old singer machines. A guy having a piddle at an outside urinal..or just pissing on a wall! There is so much life to see as you walk around. While Rajasthan was saris and silks and beautiful colours, Delhi is jeans, shirts and suits.
The poverty is not as confronting as 30yrs ago. In some places it is no worse than downtown Auckland; in other places you do see a family that appear to live on the street - but the begging is nearly non-existent.
We walked past a couple of the Old Delhi guest houses that we used to stay in - not exactly luxurious! The local food stalls are good though. We ate a thali at a little restaurant - all for $2. The rotis and Nan come straight out of a tandoori oven.
Egg seller
Shave anyone?
Making nan
Nuts, dried fruit and spices
And our flash hotel swimming pool
We had to buy new clothes for the hotel!
As I write this Craig is on to his 5th course at the buffet breakfast in our hotel!
We travelled 1/2 hr across the city via Uber for $4. I have no idea how on earth they make money.
Delhi is very modern on the inside but outside it still retains the grime and 1/2 finished building project aspect to it on the outside. Old Delhi looks like it did 30yrs ago. People making a living on the street - selling eggs, giving haircuts and shaves, fixing shoes, tailors mending trousers with old singer machines. A guy having a piddle at an outside urinal..or just pissing on a wall! There is so much life to see as you walk around. While Rajasthan was saris and silks and beautiful colours, Delhi is jeans, shirts and suits.
The poverty is not as confronting as 30yrs ago. In some places it is no worse than downtown Auckland; in other places you do see a family that appear to live on the street - but the begging is nearly non-existent.
We walked past a couple of the Old Delhi guest houses that we used to stay in - not exactly luxurious! The local food stalls are good though. We ate a thali at a little restaurant - all for $2. The rotis and Nan come straight out of a tandoori oven.
Egg seller
Shave anyone?
Making nan
Nuts, dried fruit and spices
And our flash hotel swimming pool
We had to buy new clothes for the hotel!As I write this Craig is on to his 5th course at the buffet breakfast in our hotel!
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