As mentioned in previous posts, this India trip is planned to be plan-less. Well, at least 90% of the trip. All we wanted to do was to visit Chandni Chowk, thanks to tearjerker Kabhi Khushi Kabhie Gham.
The place reminded me of Bangkok’s Chatuchak. Despite it being a huge market bustling with influx of people, my friend and I stood out like a sore thumb. I led the way and suddenly, we were in an alley full of men with hungry eyes staring right back at us. Of course, we made that U-turn and got out of that area.
With no maps, guidebooks or Google, we only had our instincts to rely on. Never would I have thought that the vehicles’ annoying honking would serve as a reassurance. Ahh…road! We know that we weren’t stuck in a market maze or something. Walking through that stretch of road wasn’t any easier. We were approached by men who tried to sell things. They surrounded us, and took turns to talk. Despite the herd of people importunately touting us, I managed to capture 12 seconds of the ambiance:
We went right into a restaurant the moment we saw it. A little bit of a culture shock, but it was manageable. Shared the table with a backpacker from Spain. He suggested visiting Red Fort. “It’s down the street, just walk straight,” he said.
After lunch, we headed towards Red Fort. Now here’s a photo walk!