Blogs from National Capital Territory, India, Asia - page 161

Murray’s Grandparents (McKenzies) were missionaries in India, and this is where his mother was born. This trip is with Murray’s Uncle Peter and family to see places that are important in the McKenzie Family history. DELHI. We arrive in Delhi late Saturday night, and manage to get through the airport without too much trouble. At the exit we are assigned an official taxi number by the authorities. Once outside, Dehli madness begins. Murray is mobbed by taxi drivers, while a gang of porters wrench the baggage trolley out of my hands. Murray starts yelling at me to not let go of my trolley, so I wrestle with the porter to regain control and avoid being steered off towards an illicit taxi. Finally we get into the assigned taxi, after watching at least 12 hands assist with ... read more

An earlier group email which i've decided to add to this site: so - at 5 on wednesday evening, i was finally on my way to the big bad world that's been calling my name for quite a while now...! i flew through dubai - the first flight was really good, good movies (one bollywood ofcourse) and flight stuards who kept chatting to me and filling up my champagne glass! had a chat to a canadian guy, with the consequence of not getting any sleep on that flight. when i got to dubai and went to my delhi boarding gate, i met two backpacker guys (who were both travelling solo)...we decided to take a taxi to central delhi together. the flight to delhi was supposed to be some nice sleep time. but alas, that same canadian ... read more

I took 3 weeks rest in Israel in the middle of my travels. It was great to see my family, my friends (apologies to those I haven't met, time was so short eventually :-) And on Tuesday morning I boarded El-Al plane again, this time with my sisters Daphna and Hadas, flying to Mumbai, India. The flight was ok, but I was terrified of India. Most of all I was terrified of the smell I heard about. And so we landed in Mumbai and I took a deep breath, and - nothing. Really, nothing really bad. Yes, sometimes you pass in smelly places or pass smelly people, but it’s not too bad, and it’s not everywhere or everyone. What’s the story here?? Anyway, I was so relieved… So it’s not so clean around, but so far ... read more

hey, so this is my first entry, i've been in New Delhi, India since the 22nd of august, spent a week with my mom doing the golden triangle (agra, jaipur, and delhi) and hit all the major tourist spots. then on the 30t, my group from LC showed up and we've been busy bees ever since. of course, its been hot, but for the last twdays we've had lovely rain, which has cooled things down a bit. we're staying at a place called the golf apartments, which is a nice little set of rooms with a central eating lounge area where we have our lectures and meals and hang out. we have been working with mainly three people, shardaji, who is this loveable, lively, little pot-bellied old but young-at-heart monkey of a woman, who helps us ... read more

Any expectation I could have had or prediction I could have made would not have prepared me for the absolute assault on the senses that constitutes the Indian experience. Since the first moment I stepped out of the airport at 2 o' clock in the morning, I was confronted with a place that was unlike any other that I had every seen. The roads were teeming with scooters, bicycles, cycle-rickshaws, cars, vans, pushcarts, and imposing trucks; the only rule of the roads here is that the big fish eats small fish, no lanes, no signals, and traffic lights are a mere suggestion. I basically sat in the back of the older minivan in which I was riding and gazed in awe at the humanity that was everywhere. There were people sleeping in every conceivable place and ... read more