| 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.
