Monday, February 28, 2011

India, Day One

Qutab Minar, Muslim minaret built 1193 AD

Sorry, I haven't posted anything in a couple days. We're up early and out late and fill our days seeing as much as possible so there's not a lot of time for blogging and sleep. There's so much to do in the short time I'm here. We got back to the apartment a little earlier tonight so I'll take a some time to write an extra long blog post. There's been plenty to write about, so I'll start from the beginning.

Saturday morning we set out to explore New Dehli, my first real day out exploring India. It's suprisingly cheap to get a personal driver for the day in India so wee took that route because Delhi is an extremely large city with a lot of ground to cover. There is around 45 rupees to the dollar so for an American things are a real bargain once you get to India. My first withdrawal of cash was for 9,000 rupees which is less than 200 dollars, so you feel loaded. It's funny to spend 'hundreds' of rupees on a nice meal which amounts to five or six bucks. I was ready to make it rain in India.

Our first stop was the Qutab Minar, world heritage site and the world's largest brick minaret. The minaret and its surrounding complex built to commemorate the  victory of Muslim Afghan invaders over the local Rajputs. Construction continued on the site for some time, with additions made by subsequent rulers including a large Mosque which has now been lost to history. 

The lively Andhra Pradesh Canteen
From there we headed to lunch, which proved to be maybe the most 'exciting" event of the day. Stephanie and Adam both recommended a dining hall used by Government representatives from the South Indian state of Andrha Pradesh. The hall is open to the public and quite popular. When we got there a mass of people had already gathered outside the front door. When it comes to waiting, as an American, you naturally want to put things in the context of waiting in line. This was far from a line, but rather a jockeying of bodies to squeeze through the small door. The wait would have been long, but Adam introduced us all to the way things work in India sometimes. He bribed the man directing diners to their seats with a hundred rupees to seat us earlier. As you can see in the picture, it was not a leisurely meal, with a mass of people yelling behind us while they waited for the next available table. The yelling prods you to shovel food into your mouth an extremely high rate of speed. The food was great, extremely spicy which I like. As you may be able to tell from the picture, you don't order but are given a metal tray with several compartments. Men come around with different buckets of spicy vegetable curries and naan bread, refilling the compartments as you finish them. It was an incredible lunch, unlike anything I've ever experienced.
Our last stop of the of the day was at the tomb complex of Mughal ruler Humayun, built in 1565 by his grieving wife. As you can probably tell from the picture, the tomb was an inspiration for the later Taj Mahal. A variety of other old buildings surround the tomb. It was here I got my first taste of being a minority, a white person among Indians. The many school children at the site would run up to us yelling hello and asking if they could get their picture taken with us. In a sense we were sort of a novelty and it was an interesting feeling.

Afterwards we boarded a bus for our five hour ride to Jaipur, Adam and Stephanie's home city, where many more new experiences awaited.







Friday, February 25, 2011

The Joys of Sky Mall and What You Do to Entertain Yourself on a 13 Hour Flight

First off, I've made it to Delhi in one piece. The flight actually got in early which usually never happens, so things have run pretty smoothly so far. We flew into the new international terminal at Indira Gandhi International Airport which is quite spacious and modern. It proved somewhat different than the "controlled chaos" my uncle described his first experience in the airport as being.

The ride from the airport was a little different story.  There's no such thing as defensive driving in India. Driver's, at least on our half-hour drive to the hotel, didn't pay much attention to lane lines and used their horns as a means of letting other cars know where they were on the road. Pedestrians and bicyclists (of which there are many, even on the shoulders of highways) aren't really slowed down for but driven around. Being a sprawling city of over 12 million people means there's plenty of traffic.

It's morning here now and soon we'll be starting the day after a needed nights sleep to recover from the 13 hour plane ride. Here's a few notes I jotted from that marathon session of air travel:

Flying Over: The vicinity of Godthab, Greenland
11:38 PM CST
Distance from New Delhi: 5,459 miles

Think to myself Godthab would be a good name for a metal band, not necessarily for a city. Wonder just what kind of person can survive Greenland in Februrary. The obvious answer is Greenlanders. The better question is why would you even want to try? Attempting it in a place with a forlorn-sounding name like Godthab can’t help your chances.

Flying Over: Norweigan Sea, North of Faroe Islands
Distance from New Delhi: 4,222 miles
1:38 am CST

First off, completely unfamiliar with what the Faroe Islands are and what country has jurisdiction over them, Remember, I have no Internet access in the sky, so these types of questions have to go unanswered for now (they are part of Denmark), Also, I don’t  mean to be the in-flight morality police but we’re hitting a  little turbulence and there’s a lot of people out of their seats walking around. The fasten seat-belt sign is on people. Do you pay no mind to the pre-flight instructional briefing. Call me old-fashioned, but I’m a dinging sound fearing man. Also, I'm sitting a row of five seats with only 3 of them occupied. A politeness waiting game begins between me and the other two women in the row to see who will stretch out and use the two empty seats to sleep. (Eventually I lose out, oh well.)

Flying Over: White Sea, Russia
3:28 AM CST
3,128 miles from New Delhi

I absolutely love Sky Mall and the duty-free catalogs on flights for their comedic value. Who decides they absolutley need a putting green with automated Scotch decanter at 30,000 feet? What person flips through the glossy offerings of Sky Mall and is compelled to purchase the personalized fountain pin that also doubles as a water pic? Why would someone buy a replica suit of armor from an in-flight catalog? These are questions social scientists have yet to solve. Here are a few real selections I thought were tailored perfectly for the consumer with a disposable income and no clue how to spend it.

The Sit-N-Stroll Deluxe
Retails for 39.95
Billed as a portable foot exerciser that “provides the benefits of walking while your sitting in your favorite spot,” the Sit-N-Stroll is not your father’s walking simulator. That’s because your father never had a walking simulator.  He actually got up and walked. While 39.95 plus shipping and handling is no fortune it’s a steep price to pay for the “walking” experience, one of the last truly free pastimes known to man.

Baby Quasar Photo Rejuvination Light Therapy Device
Retails for 399.00
You must pay by the word for the self-proclaimed most powerful and effective anti-aging consumer device available.

The Lord Raffles Lion-Throne Chair
Retails for 1,850
Do I own a chair with an “exquisite scroll-worked back?”How about one that is “hand-upolstered in a heraldic tapestry of gold?”  If the answer is no, how much longer can I afford to live without one? These are questions that invariably run through the average passengers mind at least once a flight. A product catered to the many Medieval monarchs flying these days, this throne is a must for anyone who has indulged in too much duty-free booze and is sure to be an instant source of buyers remorse once they sober up. Goes perfect with the Sit-N-Stroll.


The Video Recording Sunglasses
Retails for 199.95
A must-have for the well-funded Peeping Tom or aspiring stalker.

Flying Over: Kabul, Afghanistan
7:42 AM CST
Distance from New Delhi: 624 miles
Wishing it was daylight because the mountainous terrain of Afghanistan is supposed to be beautiful from the air. It's strange to watch the plane's progress over Afghanistan knowing beneath you in the darkness that war is being waged. Even though I'm 30,000 feet up the knowledge that you're flying over the area puts the conflict into perspective a little bit. It's not just some place in the news, it's a real plot of land. You know that's the case sitting in far-off Minneapolis too, but actually flying over it sparks a new kind  of awareness that's hard to put your finger on.

Well, I should close for now and prepare to get my first taste of Delhi. Plenty more to write about soon...

-Nate

Thursday, February 24, 2011

A little background

In a few short hours I'll be boarding a flight in Chicago for Delhi (my bad on the inaccurate facebook status), but Jaipur is where my cousin lives and where I will be spending the majority of time. Jaipur is the capital city of  the Indian state of Rajasthan which, as you can see from the handy map below, is located in the northwestern corner of India on the border with Pakistan.

The Pakistani border may raise some eyebrows, as history has shown us that India and  Pakistan aren't always the best of friends. Territorial disputes still linger from the era of Partition,  when what was formerly British Colonial India was broken into an independent India for Hindus and an independent East Pakistan (now just Pakistan) and West Pakistan (now Bangladesh) for Muslims. However, Kashmir, to the north of Rajasthan, is the area most intensly disputed. The Rajasthani section of the border is actually quite secure.


From Jaipur I will be visting other locales in Rajasthan, such as the famed Rathambore Tiger Preserve and Digantar, the village where my cousin is doing most of her work.  It wouldn't be someones first trip to India without seeing the Taj Mahal, so I'll be making the trek to Agra too. There should be plenty of sights, sounds and smells (not always pleasant ones) along the way and this blog will be where I share them all.