The following day having had just about enough of Amritsar, we heading early to the airport to prepaand tic
ket before being allowed to enter the building. This was followed by an x-ray screening of our bags before check-in, followed by a final hand luggage check before proceeding to our gate. We waited patiently for our flight, which was over an hour re for our flight to Delhi. The airport security was very strict and began with checking our passports late before taking off.
Once in Delhi, we grabbed a cab to our hotel, the Colonel’s Retreat located in the defence colon, a suburb of south Delhi. We can’t say enough great things about this guest house/h
otel. Despite the fact that we were two hours later than expected, Shrikand, who heads up guest services, was so helpful in making us feel welcome and explaining the surrounding area and restaurants, providing us with free tea, coffee and internet (which I am always in desperate need of)! Our room was lovely too and we were very sorry that we did not get to stay here in the beginning of our trip due to the fact that they were sold old. It most definitely would have given us a much higher opinion of Delhi! A true diamond in the rough, this hotel was a dream and felt like a home away from home. It was unfortunate how little tie we had to spend there.
We set out for the market and a way to spend our leftover rupees. We chose the ritziest Indian restaurant on the strip for our last kick at the can. Butter chicken, palak paneer, whole-wheat Chinese spring rolls, naan, raita and pulau rice! We spared no expense and even hit up (repeatedly) their happy hour two for one drinks. Somewhere between the overstuffed belies and light headedness we discussed the possibility of returning to India, some very distant time in the future.
I have come to the conclusion that visiting India is like getting the chicken pox: everyone should get it at least once, and the younger the better, although unpleasant there are ways to ease the itch and once it is over you can look back and feel proud that you survived (and would possibly be able to do it again sometime). We stumbled back to our hotel for an early morning wakeup and the start to our visit to Dubai. So long India!
ket before being allowed to enter the building. This was followed by an x-ray screening of our bags before check-in, followed by a final hand luggage check before proceeding to our gate. We waited patiently for our flight, which was over an hour re for our flight to Delhi. The airport security was very strict and began with checking our passports late before taking off.Once in Delhi, we grabbed a cab to our hotel, the Colonel’s Retreat located in the defence colon, a suburb of south Delhi. We can’t say enough great things about this guest house/h
otel. Despite the fact that we were two hours later than expected, Shrikand, who heads up guest services, was so helpful in making us feel welcome and explaining the surrounding area and restaurants, providing us with free tea, coffee and internet (which I am always in desperate need of)! Our room was lovely too and we were very sorry that we did not get to stay here in the beginning of our trip due to the fact that they were sold old. It most definitely would have given us a much higher opinion of Delhi! A true diamond in the rough, this hotel was a dream and felt like a home away from home. It was unfortunate how little tie we had to spend there.
We set out for the market and a way to spend our leftover rupees. We chose the ritziest Indian restaurant on the strip for our last kick at the can. Butter chicken, palak paneer, whole-wheat Chinese spring rolls, naan, raita and pulau rice! We spared no expense and even hit up (repeatedly) their happy hour two for one drinks. Somewhere between the overstuffed belies and light headedness we discussed the possibility of returning to India, some very distant time in the future.
I have come to the conclusion that visiting India is like getting the chicken pox: everyone should get it at least once, and the younger the better, although unpleasant there are ways to ease the itch and once it is over you can look back and feel proud that you survived (and would possibly be able to do it again sometime). We stumbled back to our hotel for an early morning wakeup and the start to our visit to Dubai. So long India!
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