Over the past week, we have packed the bags, had multiple farewell-dos with friends, swept the floor and wiped the counters too many times, welcomed our lovely Welsh tenant, tried not to cry when we cuddled the kittens good-bye (or when getting out of our comfy bed for the last time for a few months) and spent some late nights bonding with our Netflix account prior to deactivation (sorry to all those who have been using my password). Now we're lying in bed at Hotel The Class listening to the cacophony of New Delhi traffic. At the insistence of many a Facebook friend we starred watching "Mozart in the Jungle" a few days ago and maybe it's put the idea in my head that the urban noises form a sort of symphony. During dinner we both couldn't stop ourselves constantly staring out the window at the violent ballet of cars vying for precious road space.
Unfortunately we broke the golden rule of travel and did the worst thing you can do when getting off the red eye - spent all day fast asleep! Our plan had been to get off the plane about 9am, head to The Class (booked specifically for its proximity to the airport), have a short restorative nap, explore the city a bit, and get an early night. Naturally our taxi driver had other plans in mind and seemed to think he could elicit a higher fare if he drove into the centre of Delhi - all the way to the very colonially named Connaught Place - and claim he was lost so took us to a travel agent office who tried to talk us out of our booked hotel. Not having it! So he had to turn right back around to damn near where we started - 2 hours in the back of a taxi for a 10-minute journey. And no, he didn't get the higher fare he was trying for because keeping me away from a nap does not make me feel very charitable. Needless to say, once we hit the bed in the early afternoon, we were unconscious till 8.30pm. Whoops. We went in search of food and found a very fine palek paneer (spinach with cheese), black dal (lentils), garlic naan and veg pilau which is fairly identical to what we would order on Brick Lane.
Now time to try out Indian telly, get some proper nighttime sleep, and hope all goes according to plan tomorrow morning when a car should be coming to drive us to Agra!
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Unfortunately we broke the golden rule of travel and did the worst thing you can do when getting off the red eye - spent all day fast asleep! Our plan had been to get off the plane about 9am, head to The Class (booked specifically for its proximity to the airport), have a short restorative nap, explore the city a bit, and get an early night. Naturally our taxi driver had other plans in mind and seemed to think he could elicit a higher fare if he drove into the centre of Delhi - all the way to the very colonially named Connaught Place - and claim he was lost so took us to a travel agent office who tried to talk us out of our booked hotel. Not having it! So he had to turn right back around to damn near where we started - 2 hours in the back of a taxi for a 10-minute journey. And no, he didn't get the higher fare he was trying for because keeping me away from a nap does not make me feel very charitable. Needless to say, once we hit the bed in the early afternoon, we were unconscious till 8.30pm. Whoops. We went in search of food and found a very fine palek paneer (spinach with cheese), black dal (lentils), garlic naan and veg pilau which is fairly identical to what we would order on Brick Lane.
Now time to try out Indian telly, get some proper nighttime sleep, and hope all goes according to plan tomorrow morning when a car should be coming to drive us to Agra!
E
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