I was the only one in our group to have breakfast on the street. Why not? It’s only R25 for an omelette, instead of R150 for the hotel breakfast.
We left at the crack of 9.15 after much complaining from the others that they couldn’t carry their bags to the bus. From there we went off on our adventure on the Metro! Travelling like natives! How exciting!
Our destination was Old Delhi, to look at the various houses of worship. First we passed by a Hindu temple, then we went in to a Sikh Gurdwara.
Here they run a free kitchen for anyone that wants to eat, regardless of colour, caste, or creed.
We then walked up to the Jama Mosque. There were about five other tour groups there at the same time, but the most crowded place was actually the road with all the buses. If you aren’t wearing long trousers and sleeves then they put an overgarment on you. Unless you’re a man, in which case you just get a wrap around at the waist. If you’re a woman and are wearing long sleeves they will still probably put one on you anyway.
Inside the mosque you can’t take pictures unless you pay R200. I wasn’t that impressed anyway. It’s all red sandstone, and filled with people sleeping.
We left for Agra. The trip took about 5 hours. On the way out of Delhi we passed some Anna protesters.
We arrived at the Hotel Royal’e Residency (not a typo, that’s how they deal with the accent on the e) about 4.30. I immediately took the opportunity for exercise. Apparently noone runs in India, despite the popularity of hockey and cricket, both of which need running fitness. That night we went to a schmancy restuarant for a buffet dinner (R250).