What on Earth is this !

We wanted to keep this blog chronological and thus we should now write about our adventures in Iran, but the strong emotions that stroke us when arriving to India are too powerful that need to get out right away.

We are already more than 24 hours on the soil of India.

First when rejoining with our luggage in Delhi airport, it seamed that the upper cover zipper of Kadri's bag was so tempting for some airport worker, that he just had to open it and when he already open it, then he was not able to resist taking away all the stuff that were in there. Unfortunately also Kadri's mobile was in there....

So here's the announcement - Kadri does not have neither phone, nor number anymore and is thinking of having no phone at all.........at least not in near future.

DEHLI EXPERIENCE

ok, we expected that Delhi is a chaos, but when coming off from the bus in the main bus station, we found ourselves paralyzed. The environment around us was terrifying. We were tired and hungry, but did not know what to eat. Everything seamed to be so dirty and a potential "starter". But Branko consoled us and said: "no matter what we will eat, diarrhea is guaranteed anyway " So we took a deep breath and bought some food that looked like dog meat mixed with cat shit....
It was not that bad actually.

TOILET EXPERIENCE

Branko found courage to use the toilet in the bus station. It was a small room full of bare-foot men standing in the shit and pee. It was not clear where to pee, but when seeing all others peeing against the wall, he tried to do the same. Peeing in India is a collective work like taking money in ATM in Iran - all people are watching how exactly are you doing it and helping when necessary.

BUS EXPERIENCE

Next 8 hours we spent in the bus to Rishikesh (230 km).
The bus was probably as old as independent India, so every pump on the road made people inside the bus jump. We had to take care that we would not jump out of our seats. This constant jumping made several people on the bus vomit out of the window, so we had to take care that the window next to us was closed at that time when someone in front of us was vomiting.

It seams that blowing the horn of vehicles is like a drug to each driver, the are enjoying this so much, and when in Iran it was just pip-pip-pip, then in India it is 1 min constant piiiiiiiiip and the ultimate goal is to start with it just next to the open window of tourists...

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Wow, and what we saw behind the bus window during this 8 hours, was something extreme for both of us.

India is a big ecological catastrophe!
There are so many people who all need and take so many resources from nature and give back only rubbish. It is possible to recognize some remnants of beautiful old English buildings, but they are all left into the hands of time and local people. The area from Delhi to Rishikesh seamed like a big gypsy village.

We were just lacking words....

Eventually we arrived to Rishikesh. It was a big shift from dirty road trip into the clean hotel room with shower and lizards.

We have found 2 good things in India so far -
1) everything is so cheap, much cheaper than in Iran
2) rickshaw drivers and not so offensive and intrusive as in Iran

We still decided to give India a chance to improve it's image in our heads over some time !