Travel: Day 1


22/06/2013 by Siddiqui Fayesal

The day started with breakfast and last nights cold jumpin (or some other pseudo mango juice). Read this to get a better feel to my traveling ire.

We were on course to Delhi and on time. I’d like to mention a little fact here. The Bombay-Delhi Rajdhani Express and The August Kranti Rajdhani are different when it comes to their destination and their run time. While the latter has only 5 halts the former has at least a dozen. The latter’s first halt is Surat which is a healthy 260 km from Bombay while the former stops merely 25 km away at Andheri.

Anyway, the journey is comfortable and we’re around 4 hours away from touch down.


Well, Delhi is hot! Hot like a glorified oven. I’m glad we’re here only for 5 hours. The hot doesn’t bother my dad when it comes to Delhi though. “You come to Delhi, and you don’t stay and have a look? Not go to the Jama Masjid?”

He didn’t like it when we forced him to change the initial plan of staying over in Delhi for two days. So we took a train to the nearest station to Nainital, Haldwani. The journey lasted around 7 hours. After the comforts of the Delhi trip this one was pretty much bad. But, I must add, that expecting the heat to be terrible it made it easier when we faced it. Whoever said ignorance is bliss didn’t think it through perhaps.

We reached Haldwani on time, around 2245 and found a cheap lodge almost immediately. Thanks to our touristy appearance and audible gasps at the cool climate.

Tucked in and almost asleep as I write this.

Tomorrow we leave for Nainital.

Siddiqui F.

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