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Day 7 was an early start with us down with our bags at 7 AM. Then off with Abdullah to that airport at 7:30AM. Again he insisted on giving us a running commentary on the way to airport, but got us there with plenty of time to spare.
I will miss Hyderabad as it has been a fun town with lots of interesting developments going on. I would heartily recommend the Marigold hotel and hopefully at the end of this blog I will try to list the places we have eaten and slept in, that way if anyone follows our foot steps (God help them) they can have our opinion.
Got through the airport and onto the flight. All uneventful apart from small child trying to slap the top of my head for lengths of the flight. Had an inflight snack of spicy this and that, which monster Rob 'just give me the chillies' consumed all of.
Landed in Delhi airport and battled their taxi system. Paid 400R for a taxi at a central kiosk and not sure f we had paid for an AC or Non AC car, but wound up in a miniscule black taxi that was definitely not AC.
Arrived at the Taj and definitely not a hotel set up for two 50 year old teenagers to turn up in shorts and pack backs, but they all smiled nicely anyway. All checked in OK once we realised Rob was booked in as or with Julie Roberts. We decided although the old girl could possibly cover our bar bill, best he sticks with the current Mrs Julie Barker, a lot less hassle in the long run.
In our usual state of organised funk got a car sorted to take us to collect the IPL tickets and then take us to the ground. Then looked at a map and realised it was probably quicker to walk, hey ho.
Next spoke with local Kouni rep and sorted car for tomorrow to pick up girls from airport, a plan coming together or what ?
Eventual got tickets sorted after having to drive down a narrow street with double parked cars, Mexican standoffs and Put Puts just piling around the outside causing havoc. On to another excellent cricket match with only being sprayed by DDT and deafened by the speakers 2 feet away from us. Strange how the TV camera man filming in the stand was more interested in the young girls two rows behind us ? This time our local team Delhi Daredevils won after a slow start and an apparently low score of 154 managed to bowl the other tem out with 2 overs to spare.
Back to the hotel and into the bar for a bedtime Kingfisher. Again we are in a bar with some very smart locals and the only brits in short sleeves, shorts and sandals, however the bar man seems to enjoy chatting to us and keeps us fed with snacks and fends of the rather smartly dressed manager.
Off to bed and stage 2 of the journey starts tomorrow when the local authorities turn up. Might even have to wear long trousers.
- comments
Mother You both stand up for your rights.....shorts are OK!
Jackie Ruth - it might be the socks with the shorts and sandals causing the problem!
wastellindia No socks were worn in the making of this blog.