I spent the day walking around in Old Dehli (in flip-flops...you should have seen the colour of my feet afterwards!) – past markets, the Red Fort, Jama Masjid, cows and street stalls.
The Red Fort, Old Delhi
Sometimes I walked alone, sometimes I walked alongside (over)friendly wannabe tour guides/boyfriends/husbands.
Jama Masjid, Old Delhi
No doubt you’ll be delighted to see that I eventually caved in and bought myself a new camera (at £40, it seemed rude not to!). So I don’t have to bore you with just words anymore, I now have photos to do that job.
Sightseeing over for the day, it was time for the cricket. World Cup mania was everywhere! Every shop, bar, restaurant and home had a TV on. Every rickshaw and street stall had a radio. And intermittent cheers went up all around. It was a great atmosphere!
I watched India’s final innings (is that the right word?!) from a roof top restaurant and then watched the celebrations cascade out of buildings and into the streets below afterwards. The world went from empty to full in the space of about 20 minutes!
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