One night one night one night in Delhi...

Our train ride to Delhi was pretty uneventful apart from the enormous amount of food consumed, course after course of yummy curry, all topped off with an icecream yum!

We were very fat and pretty sleepy when we drew into New Delhi train station at around 11pm. As we walked out into the night we were met by a wall of rickshaw and taxi drivers all telling us that our hotel was closed, didn't exist, had burned down etc and offering to take us to a lovely hotel they knew (!). The only driver who would actually admit that our hotel existed wanted to charge us a ridiculously inflated price for the journey which we knew wasn't far.

In the end we decided to go to the prepaid rickshaw booth and after standing in a queue for twenty minutes and sitting in a traffic jam for another ten minutes we arrived at our hotel which must have been all of three minutes walk from the station.

Our hotel was pretty grubby but nothing compared to our first night in Delhi and we were just about to pass out when we heard something very large scrabbling at the window. Bearing in mind that we were five floors up this freaked us out rather a lot but when we drew back the curtains, there was nothing there...