Delhi to Agra

Well after a night of rain it was up early to catch the train to Agra.  You can always rely on me to get timings wrong, I thought the train was 9:30am but alas it was 10:25am so instead of being there an hor early we were there 2 hours early but this is India and at 11:50am the train finally arrived.  As we waited for the train we listened carefully to the announcements, the security announcement made me chuckle it said “if you see any arms, bags, or objects alone or that look suspicious please report.” All I could think off was the odd machine gun or rifle just laying there, thinking I can’t believe we would have to be reminded to report such a thing or that people would  forgetfully leave their beloved arms on the train or on the platform – but again this is India! The journey is less than 200km but it took us almost 5 hours and unlike the long haul from Mumbai to Goa where we went 1st class we decided we would travel regular sleeper class – can you tell the difference, well you certainly can.  We knew that we still had buttocks when we arrived but we sure couldn’t feel them!

We finally arrived at Agra to be swamped with taxi and auto drivers all very willing to help and so we did eventually get in an auto but was told that because there is a festival on we would need to walk the last 500m – no problem – except this is India and it was a fair bit more than 500m with our backpacks, needing the loo and not actually knowing where our hotel was – all part of the fun hey!!!

It was all worth it as we neared our hotel and looked down the street that we are staying in to see the Taj Mahal looming in the distance, it looks phenomenal and we are really looking forward to heading down there today for a good look.

We spent the evening wandering down our street lookng at the stalls and entertainment of the festival – Agra is again another world – then we retired to the roof top restaurant for dinner.

Our accommodation according to the lonel planet is nothing to write home about but I thought I would. It is basic but very close to the Taj, we yet again have no hot water, we have TV but only Hindi speaking and a young woman was sharing how the air conditioner had been removed from her room and only ply, newspaper and masking tape seemed to block the hole and alas a ratty friend had appeared to chew through the paper!

India quirk for today was the poor cycle rickshaw driver getting a ticket from the police in Delhi!


About revthreads

I originally decided to get a blog because I think any adventure, travel experience should be journaled and then thought it's good to share. Some things may be interesting to others and other things not so much but sharing is good! I love to travel, I don't get to do as much as I would like, ultimately it would be my dream to just pack up, head off and keep going for as long as possible seeing and experiencing new things, meeting new and interesting people. Like a lot of people I have family and work commitments that keep me grounded, but I am fortunate enough to have a fair few opportunities to head out and live life to the full.
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2 Responses to Delhi to Agra

  1. clive bryant says:

    Still travelling along with you Sue & Allan & very much enjoying the experience!
    Clive is gaining quite a fascination for India also. (I must add only as a tourist!)
    Best wishes & happy blogging
    Jill & Clive

  2. Maurie says:

    Wow, road rage in Delhi. I hope it doesn’t catch on in Chennai. Did you visit the Rat Temple by the way? And now you’re in amazing Agra. By now you would have visited the majestic and most beautiful Taj Mahal, and seen up close the magnificent artwork, the marble carvings, the colours, the smooth creamy coloured walls…it is all so very stunning, and so very romantic…always my dream to drink in the amazing sight of such a glorious shrine built in memory of a great and tragic love…..sigh!!! To see the Taj in early morning sunlight, and to visit again at dusk when the colours again come to life on this great edifice was a dream fulfilled, and I will never forget it, as I’m sure you guys won’t either. Enjoy it all, be romantic, and touch the beauty of it all with wonder. God bless from Yvonne and Maurie.

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