I’ve read that it’s best to come to India with an open mind and a sense of humour. I came knowing I would be in for a shock but the assault on the senses was indescribable.  

The population is almost 19 million making personal space pretty difficult to come by.  It isn’t the personal space that is the hardest, or the constant honking of horns, it’s the poverty. Everywhere you look it’s a reminder how hard life is for so many people and how fortunate we are. 

Our flat for the next five days is a large top floor walk up complete with nice terrace so close to the centre of things yet so far from the world below. 

Sights around Delhi and glimpse of Qutub Minar

I’m not going to go into much more detail about Delhi, we did meet some lovely people but as they say, if you can’t say something nice, don’t say it at all.

Our time here is mainly used to get acquainted with India, the sights, the sounds, the smells and to slow down as everything moves at a different pace here. 

After several days of getting used to or rather trying to get used to our new setting we leave our lovely spacious flat and head off to a hotel where we will meet the group we will tour with. Hotels for the next while along with trains and tuk tuks!