En route from Mysore we planned a brief stop-over in Delhi and a flying visit to Agra to see the Taj Mahal. Our expectations of Delhi were low, and I'd prepared myself for dust, jostling crowds, ceaseless touts, scams, pollution, poverty and slums. All of that sure exists, but it really wasn't as terrible as the picture I'd painted myself.
We bought ourselves subway passes to get around efficiently, and power-toured our way through a small number of the main attractions in the 48 hours we were there. Here is a photo-based reportage...
Red Fort - the Mughal sandstone fort whose walls extend for 2km.
Jama Masjid - India's largest mosque which holds up to 25,000 people. We had to wear very silly clothes to cover us up.
Passing through the street bazaars in the most bone-shaking cycle rickshaw. This is the car parts bazaar.
Humayun's Tomb at sunset. The tomb of a Persian Mughal emperor, said to have inspired the Taj Mahal. Which was where we went the next day.
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| A jostling street in Old Delhi |
Red Fort - the Mughal sandstone fort whose walls extend for 2km.
Passing through the street bazaars in the most bone-shaking cycle rickshaw. This is the car parts bazaar.
Gandhi Smriti - the poignant memorial and museum where Gandhi was shot dead.
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| Contemplating Gandhi's last steps from his bedroom window |
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| ERik and Lisa at Humayun's Tomb |
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