Travelsonabike2 India Saturday 19th-November-2016

Garry McGivern Travelsonabike2 India Saturday 19th-November-2016. In Delhi. Early start today. I was up at four o’clock trying to sort another hotel out. I’d already spent an hour or two last night trying, but everywhere seemed full. Well, apart from hotels at the top end of the market or the ones at the very bottom. In the end, I decided it’s probably better, the devil, you know, so I’m staying where I am. I later found out that the Delhi half marathon is tomorrow, which would probably explain why all the hotels were full.

A smoggy Delhi
A smoggy view of Delhi from my hotel window this morning

After filling up on the buffet breakfast (to make sure I got my money’s worth!) I went to source packing materials for my bike, ready for my flight home on Tuesday. The hotel concierge pointed me to the area in town where I might find some. I’d already sorted a bike shop where I could get a box from. But they didn’t open until 11 am, so I went off to get some bubble wrap, which I found remarkably quick!

Learner drivers handbook
The message on the front of a learner’s driving book. What a load of rubbish!

After returning to the hotel to drop the bubble wrap off, it was time to find the bike shop, which was about five miles away in South Delhi. That, too, was pretty easy to find. And he had a box, which he delivered to the hotel in the evening.

Parliament building
Parliament

On the way back to the hotel, after sorting out the box, I went for a spot of sightseeing. I went to see the Indian gate and the parliament buildings, which was enough for me. And I returned to the hotel.

India Gate
India Gate

Whilst I was out playing the tourist, I got speaking to Nick, who was also from England and was staying at the same hotel as me. Nick was over here on business and playing the tourist on his last day before flying home in the early hours of tomorrow morning. It was nice to converse with somebody and not have to keep guessing what they said because of their accent! We also had supper together tonight.

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Travelsonabike2 India Friday 18th-November-2016

Garry McGivern Travelsonabike2 India Friday 18th-November-2016. Moradabad to Delhi. 106 miles. I had a nice early start today as I wanted to reach Delhi. But I wasn’t sure how far it was or whether I would make it or not. After getting on my bike, I put my headphones on, and it was head down and cycle! I never put my headphones on and listen to music (I like to hear what’s happening around me), but I knew it was a dual carriageway to Delhi, and I just wanted to get there.

After looking at the map last night, I debated only going as far as Ghaziabad today and sorting a hotel out for my last few days in India from there. Oh, how I wished I did!

Fast food signs
I thought I was in America for a moment

I knew it was a mistake to arrive in Delhi in the dark! The traffic was a nightmare, and I couldn’t find any hotels. After cycling around and around, I eventually stumbled upon a group of hotels. The only trouble was that they were all at the top end of the market, all five-star hotels, and I hate those types of hotels. But by now, I’d had enough, so I chose the unbranded hotel or rather a brand I didn’t know and hopefully the cheapest.

Initially, the over-officious security guard wouldn’t let me take my bike past the security gates and into the grounds. But there was no way I was leaving my bike outside the hotel. A hundred or so yards away from reception. He was having none of it, but I kept arguing with him. Eventually, he got a manager, who dismissed him and let me take my bike up to the hotel entrance.

Finally

After checking in and having a shower (I’m not surprised that the security guard wouldn’t let me in after looking at how dirty I was!) I went up to the “sky bar” on the hotel roof only to be refused entry because I didn’t have shoes on! I explained that I was staying in the hotel and that I’d cycled here and didn’t have any shoes. In the end, he relented and let me in but stuck me in a corner away from everybody else, where I got ignored by the waiter!

After a quick beer and something to eat, which no doubt has cost me a small fortune, I went back to my room to try and find a cheaper, friendlier hotel. That was after paying for the wifi, which you usually get free, but expensive hotels always charge for some reason! In fact, everything in posh hotels is a chargeable extra!

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Travelsonabike2 India Thursday 17th-November-2016

Bad roads on the way to Moradabad.

Garry McGivernTravelsonabike2 India Thursday 17th-November-2016. Khatima to Moradabad. 84 miles. Now, what came first: the bad mood, bad roads or the bad drivers? I suspect it was the bad mood! The hotel, or rather the place I stopped at last night, was so noisy it kept me awake for much of the night. Some party or celebration was going on across the road, with loud music. It wasn’t so much the loudness of the music that annoyed me. It was more the fact that the music was so distorted! They always have to play music to the limit of the speakers.

Camping cooker
Proper hotel camping!

Not too sure what time I fell asleep, but it wasn’t for long. I soon got woken up again by somebody in the hotel, possibly the staff, playing loud music! So it was no wonder I woke up in a bad mood, which wasn’t helped by the bad roads and drivers. And when somebody cut me up and forced me off the road, they felt the full force of my bad mood. I had a right go at them! And what was their response? They just looked back at me as if they’d done nothing wrong, but I made sure they knew I wasn’t happy! As far as I was concerned, everybody was a tosser today!!

Broken down lorry
The bad roads today, I saw several lorries like this with broken axles
Come Back Nepal

I’m already missing Nepal. All the places I stayed were pretty good and had good wifi, whereas what they pass for good here in India leaves a lot to be desired. They also don’t tend to have wifi. Or if they do, it’s ridiculously slow!

Queues of people outside the banks in India
The long queues at banks

Don’t get me wrong, I love India. I just find some of the accommodation a bit frustrating, especially when they bill it as a luxury hotel when it’s not! But I can’t complain tonight; the hotel is lovely and clean, with good wifi, a bar and a restaurant. And it’s only costing me £6. Hopefully, I’ll be in a better mood tomorrow. Good night, everyone!

A dirty and dusty Garry McGivern
A dirty and dusty Garry at the end of the day

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Travelsonabike2 India Wednesday 16th-November-2016

Paddy fields

Garry McGivern Travelsonabike2 is cycle touring in Nepal/India on Wednesday, 16th-November-2016. Ghodaghodi, Nepal, to Khatima, India. 79 miles. Well I didn’t do too bad in the end today, considering how bad my stomach was at the end of yesterday!

Nepalese family
People from last night’s hotel

I didn’t venture very far from my room at all last night, just downstairs to have an omelette, which was alright and stayed in!

Nepalese sign
Looks like I’m a social criminal!

First thing this morning, I loaded up on Imodium and had another omelette (seeing as that was ok last night, I thought it would be ok today!) I didn’t want to start the day the way I finished yesterday, which seems to have worked. Although I’ve not taken any chances and not stopped for anything to eat all day! At the end of the day, I was pretty hungry, and as soon as I’d found somewhere to stay, I ate the packet of biscuits I’d been carrying all day!

At The Border

I reached the Nepal/Indian border at about 2 o’clock and immediately stocked up on water and snacks, as I was half expecting to have to camp tonight because not many places take plastic, and with no cash, I didn’t see an alternative!

As I went to the Nepalese immigration, I got talking to a French guy who was coming the other way from India. So I asked him what the money situation was like; a nightmare, he said! Which is what I suspected! He said that there was a money exchange on this side, and before I get my exit stamp, I should try and change my money up there as you’ve got no chance on the Indian side.

Without delay, I left the immigration office and headed back up the road. It was only about 100 yards away, and I don’t know how I missed it in the first place, but then maybe I was looking for the immigration office at the same time, so didn’t spot it!

I managed to exchange my Nepalees rupees for Indian rupees and also some US $ which even the bloke in the booth said that I was being ripped off, but with no other choice what was I to do!

Once across on the Indian side, I spotted one ATM that was open. But it had a massive queue, and all the others that I saw were all closed, so even though I was ripped off, at least I had some cash!

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