Sorry for the delay

So we arrived in Delhi at 8am their time on the 03rd of April; we were very tired due to the lack of sleep on our overnight flight.

We got a taxi from the airport to our hotel, which i'm glad we did because it was an equally eye opening yet frightening experience; the roads are mayhem here! Drivers just pick a space and drive into it, narrowly missing motorbikes with whole familes on them! Every vehicle appears to have been fitted with new horns, because they're constantly testing them out.

When we eventually go to the hotel we were too early to check in, so we waited in the restaurant and had some Indian breakfast mmmmm curry (there was no other choice). about an hour later the reception staff came to find us and let us check in early once the room was ready which was nice of them. The people are all really friendly and despite a few language difficulties are very helpful; it's our strong manc accents that are the problem!

For the rest of the day we slept, but in the evening we decided to go for a short walk after dark, and short it was! There were people, motorbikes, cows, rickshaws and stray dogs everywhere, so to say it was inimidating is an understatement. So we walked a whole 200 yards out of the hotel and came straight back.

The next day we were feeling a bit more confident so decided to do our first bit of tourism, we wanted to visit the red fort, which is a huge fort to the east of the city made of red sandstone, i'm not joking it's huge. But to get there we were first ripped off by the rickshaw driver as he took us everywhere we didn't want to go before we got there, he blamed it on not understanding where we wanted to go. He was crazy, he bumped into several people and proceeded to argue with them. To be honest we picked a bad taxi because the rickshaws since have been fairer and more safer, but you still have to haggle with them which is quite fun.

Back to the red fort, we felt like we were famous or something; people kept approaching us and asking for pictures of us and were shaking my hand. Weird but we guessed many indians have little experience of westerners and were curious. But again everyone was very friendly, i started asking for pictures back in return which the indians found strange. The building's were enormous and beautiful and the gardens were equally impressive.

We've a few more tales which we'll write about soon!