|This young boy already has paint on his face
and clothes in anticipation of the Holi festival
|We spent our first three nights at Cottage Ganga Inn. We had to make it
past half a dozen cows in this narrow lane when we first arrived at midnight!
|The main street through the Paharganj area is called
"Main Bazaar." We saw far more locals than tourists.
|Fast food Delhi style. Everywhere you go, street vendors sell tempting treats.
|Turbaned men chat in front of a shop
|Looking down on the controlled chaos of the Main Bazaar from a rooftop restaurant
|The narrow street just outside Cottage Ganga Inn
was full of shops and street vendors and crazy traffic
|Cows pretty much go where they please in India
|In this one picture you can see the variability of traffic on Delhi
streets: ox-drawn cart, car, motorcycle, pedestrian, and rickshaw
|Robin awaits a fresh-squeezed glass of tangerine juice
|Rickshaws are everywhere, offering ultra-cheap transport. The men peddling
the carts don't always seem brawny enough to get the job done but they do.
|We sat on a stoop on our second day and just watched
the world go by. What a great place for people watching!
Where We Be
We went for a walk through Delhi on our first
morning in India and it was quite the sensory
experience. Streets were narrow and roughly
paved. We navigated a zigzag course through
the streets past speeding motorcyclists, slow
pedestrians, slower cows, rickshaws, piles of
rubble, men pulling carts by hand, three-
wheeled auto-rickshaws, and even a few cars.
It was the variability of speeds that made for a
one-of-a-kind experience in mayhem. When one
car had to get turned around, horns blared and
everything came to a sudden loud stop until the
harassed driver managed to negotiate a tricky
five-point turn. Controlled chaos is what it was!
But the people we met were invariably friendly.
To be honest we had expected to be pestered
quite a lot, but other than some curious glances
most Indians gave us our space. They were
friendly when we addressed them but other-
wise left us alone. This was a pleasant surprise.
The other surprise was how few tourists there
were in general in the Paharganj area of Delhi.
Despite being in a backpacker enclave known
for its Main Bazaar thoroughfare, we walked the
whole morning and only saw a handful of
tourists. Otherwise it was all crowds of Indians
going about their business.