Burj Khalifa |
Best purchase of our trip, so far |
Pad Thai |
Pad Thai, Rice, Shrimp in Curry Sauce |
Thai Style Lobster |
We were up at 6am to check out of our hotel to fly the
relatively short 3 hour flight from Dubai to Delhi. The Dubai airport is huge
and getting bigger. Last year it was the busiest airport in the world. I guess
it is east to make runways on flat land.
After clearing customs we went to the lounge (which is the
biggest airport lounge I have ever been in – size doesn’t always matter –
Virgin Atlantic at Heathrow is the best lounge by far). Right outside the
lounge was a duty free wine shop. Since we had only spent $ 20 in Dubai (that’s
a personal best for us anywhere) and we knew that good wine in India is hard to
find – we decided to purchase some good wine and take it with us. This also
simplified the issue of exchanging the $180.00 worth of UAE Dirhams we had left for
Indian Rupees.
On the flight we read and discussed our feelings about
Dubai. I guess one of the reasons our marriage works is we have exactly the same
feeling, sometimes! This was sure the case about Dubai It had the artificiality
of Las Vegas with none of the fun. Glad we went there however, every travel experience
is a learning one.
The new Airport in Delhi is good looking and extremely efficient.
We breezed right through. Most international flights arrive at night, this is
the only time I remember arriving in Mid-day. The city was green with
vegetation, and the streets were relatively light traffic wise. No rain, today
was not a Monsoon Day!
I love the New Delhi of Luytens: he designed New Delhi, with
broad streets, no traffic lights and large white homes primarily one story in
height sitting on huge lawns. They are modestly called bungalows. Which they
aren’t – they are mansions.
This was Indian Independence Day. We celebrate July 4th
with fireworks and bar-b-ques. India won its Independence on August 15 1947, a date marred by the bloodshed of partition and the celebration of freedom, the day lives on in the minds of many contemporary Indians and is memorialized in by a grand assembly in the Capital. The newly elected Prime Minister, Modi appears
to have invested in him the hopes and aspirations of his country. His
association with right wing Hindu organizations, and his lack of intervention when
Muslims were brutally murdered by the hundreds in Gujarat (the state he was
Chief Minister of) has many Muslims on edge here in India. So security was high
today, over 30,000 security troops were deployed here.
We arrived at our Delhi Home: The Imperial, a hotel out of
the British Raj, old, majestic, tradition bound, dark woods and marble. We have stayed here many times
and we were ushered into a large suite overlooking the pool. Took a little
reminding them of our repeated stays to get this suite, but all is “Thik” as
the native says ("Thik" is OK in Hindi).
Because it was Independence Day no alcohol is served in India.
Strange in America I make Margaritas for Independence Day. I like our tradition
better. All of a sudden the 3 bottles of wine that we purchased in Dubai at Duty
Free became a precious cargo that we took personal pride and extreme care in
getting into the Hotel. In our room, we opened the wine and gave a toast to all
those who suffered and continue to suffer in the Sub-Continent. After
completing our bottle we went to dine.
They have an exceptional Thai Restaurant here in the Hotel,
and we always eat there the first night. I like traditions about food. So dine
we did. Lobster again, spicy and good, Pad Thai and Rice, Shrimp in Curry Sauce. The food was
excellent, Jet lag finally caught up with me and I knew it was time for a
little reading and going to bed.
I am on a detective reading jag, and have read 3 books so
far on this trip, all are on my Ipad, all center on a retired alcoholic
police detective: Mathew Scudder who is faced with interesting moral choices. The author is Lawrence Block. I recommend the series.
I am writing this at 5:00am after waking up at 3:00am, Jet
lag won todays battle, we will see how tomorrow plays out. Tomorrow is a
shopping day, with a Dinner planned at my all time favorite Delhi Restaurant:
Veda – where tradition binds me to order Manchurian Gobi, and proclaim to the
staff, this is my favorite dish in all of India. And it will be and we will
have transformed our selves from mere tourists to friends welcomed home.
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