So I finally arrive safe and soundly in Delhi and 30 minutes after an awkward Hind-glish conversation my taxi man took me to my hostel. I didn’t quite know what to expect. I’d obviously heard stories and watched films regarding their ‘interesting’ driving but to see it in person was spectacular! A simple dual carriageway would mean that THREE/FOUR lanes were to be created by users rather than just their suggested two. Throughout the 40 minute journey there were ‘Don’t hoot’ signs. But with an average of a horn going off every 2 seconds, I have a funny feeling that’s something else the locals like to ignore.
We jumped on and off the pavement. Motorbikes go in the wrong direction TOWARDS us. My driver even stopped in the middle lane of a very busy ‘Indian motorway’ to get what looked like a bit of cloth from the boot of his car.
I must admit that I have never had such an exciting car journey before in my life.