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Saturday, January 22, 2011

On the threshold of dreams. Travel to India

I do not know when or how I came up with this idea - to travel to India, but I remember that I was very fired up ... something indescribably drawn there. And now 5 am local time, my plane flies over awaken Delhi.

Frankly, this is a very exciting spectacle - watching from the window at the orange lights playing an anthill. I have a lot of reading about this wonderful country and was ready for much, and write about the dangers of India's much larger than it really is.
First day in Delhi made me a very strange impression: that I always dreamed of it all as a child. I was like in another world, another place and time. And this feeling did not leave much of the trip. I was not shocked, was just partially disconnected from the consciousness ...
Yeah, Delhi is a city with which we should start an exciting adventure. It is this world now calls me an association with the color of smells, anarchic traffic on the roads, a sharp line between wealth and poverty, and an incredibly huge number of people per 1 square. m trying to deceive you. In general, an ideal place to create a first impression.
Until now, I can not believe my own eyes have seen the elephant runs across the road, in these markets, similar to the Persian court more times Aladdin, in cows in all strollers and gadyaschih here and there, and that drivers motoriksh (tricycles mototaksi) continuously smoke marijuana. In short, the first day I just quickly wanted to lie down to sleep, and then click Restart. By the way, to Delhi, I had linked a funny story. 3 years ago at the birthday friends gave me a cigar, and, naturally, became interested, when did we smoke it? But whether in jest, or earnest, I said that skuryu it only in a city park in New Delhi. All had a good laugh over it and immediately forgotten. It took 3 years and I'm sitting in the park, triumphantly bringing the match to India's fragile dilapidated and crumbling of the old cigar. I was filled with a sense of pride that has not forgotten his promise.


So, walk up to Delhi, I go to Bombay to meet his girlfriend there. Explain a bit: it was unfortunate that we had different planes - in Alina - from Moscow to Mumbai, and I have - from Almaty to New Delhi. I note that my ticket cost 2 times cheaper! After Bombay Delhi has not made much impression on me. Quite nice, ennobled the city. By nature, feel the influence of the Arabian Sea. Throughout the journey we have carefully tried to avoid stone jungle, to plunge it into a real wild and not painted India. On many wonderful places we would never know if a friend of ours - Ari - traveler from New Zealand - would not have given us before the trip your guide. This book really began for us in this guide.
The most common way to travel around the country - trains. They deserve a separate word. Indians are the most complicated system of railway communication, and I still do not understand how in such chaos, the system works. Train yourself (not talking about trains third class, because they look more like an electric train, stuffed to the eyeballs tourists on May 1) inspire confidence. In the cars pretty clean, probably due to constantly hanging around the train cleaners who sweep your compartment, be sure to ask for money afterwards. On each car they already account for four toilets! See the difference? The train can not remain hungry, because at least once a minute, are wonder-merchants selling wonderful food. What especially surprised and pleased - any train podtsepleny 2 cars, kitchen. They can buy a very tasty and cheap food. The menu includes vegetarian and non-vegetarian choices. Particularly pleased that the train you can open the door, and swinging their legs, excellent ride, admire the indescribable scenery. Once we even had to spend a whole day in the vestibule, as seats in the cars were not. But we are not particularly upset about this, but just sat on the backpacks and all the way to play cards.


What was agreed upon - for the month to see the country impossible. I understood this, and thus the route was paved only in the southern part. Despite this, we still had to move pretty quickly, because I wanted to see much, but time every day became less and less. So, sometimes, I felt a real nomad. I think this is a good way to travel if you have a little time. At least better than just lie all the time on the beach under a palm tree and ended up getting a terrible sun burns and psychological trauma of "doing nothing". We have in this regard, it was quite clear: the visit of paragraph three raids, and then a little rest. After - pack backpacks, and again in a way. This image quickly get used to. And even when we were a stunning paradise (now think about the beach Varkala), we would not like to sit still for more than three days.
Sightseeing in Mumbai, we headed east to the town of Nasik. The first thing that really surprised me and a few days put in uncomfortable position - it was an unpopular position among the tourists and we were the only white people in the county. Of course, I represented a little like this - to be a superstar, but it turned out that this is indeed a strange feeling. I quickly got used to and stopped paying attention to the indescribable interest from the local population, but Alinka whole trip could not get used to unwanted attention. People in villages are very different from urban residents. Almost no one (except traders) are not trying to pull out of the "white" tourists extra rupee, which is particularly pleasing. People in India are friendly and sociable. In general, as noticed Alinka, in India there is no sad and unhappy people. That the trader bananas that a successful entrepreneur is simply a bum (who were a great many in urban areas) - all are equally happy and upbeat. We are very surprised.


In Nasik visited the picturesque bazaar. From this, it remains a strange feeling that we were in the past. One of the traders grapes Alinka saw a little girl standing nearby, and decided to give her a souvenir from Russia - the roly-poly. It is difficult to convey the universal joy, this made me like something warm at heart. By the way, Alinka prudently took a lot of toys from Russia to give away to children. However, she carefully chose the children were from poor families, and those have been set. This is a strategically complex matter, and we should have some way of escape, because the gifts - gifts, but you Hold the children for a minute more, and they will be four times larger. One such case occurred in a fun Trimbake (a small charming village near Nasik). Once we gave the last gifts had to quickly retreat to the hotel to avoid gathering all the youth of the village around us. The children were really happy.
We also noticed a strange tendency of Hindus to photographing. In particular, they wanted to be photographed with us. Feeling that I was a popular personality, did not leave the whole trip. The only thing missing - did not ask for autographs. Walk, it happens to inspect any attraction, and are curious on the heels of the Indians with a camera and find a moment, as if by chance, ask to be photographed with them. But we were never against it, because for them, surely it was just as strange that we take pictures of them and even filmed. In short, we were quits.
Further along the route were Ellora caves. Very interesting place - disturbing the consciousness of the caves and beautiful scenery around. But it's hard to describe, and it is not necessary. Who strongly wants to - Congress itself, as it is to be seen with my own eyes. The hotel met three travelers from Belgium. They were fun guys, and we decided to drink beer with them. So why am I writing this - in India is problematic to buy anything alcoholic because of the locals almost no one drinks, and in many areas it is even prohibited. And if you have a desire to have a drink - safely hire a "guide" with which you can be, and find the point where the exorbitant price you can buy the precious beverage. Thank God, guide services are free - many Indians are happy to help you just like that of a pure heart. For the entire trip we met with a large number of tourists from different countries, and brought the following statistics: for all time have not met anybody who has traveled less than a month, we (I do not think people who came to India just to celebrate the New Year holidays). Most travelers come for at least 3 months, and some live for a year. There were also those who eventually took root here, leaving a past life, succumbed to his heart and soul impulse. Especially a lot of these in Goa.


For the entire trip we met many interesting people. Among them were desperate travelers, restless, and musicians, hippies, and famous musicians throughout Europe. Once even met a woman beysdzhampera, who has come alone to jump from one of the most beautiful rock the planet. Met and Russian adventurers, favoring India. Someone makes a living "fakirstvom, who is playing in cafes, someone makes and sells souvenirs. In general, the way earnings are limited only by imagination.
We also visited places where the December 2004 tsunami made its fateful adjustments. Over 2 years, enterprising Indians had nearly all recovered. These places are only now being revived through tourism, and therefore we chose not to screw it and raised the economic situation, as they could. There, in Mamallapurame, we took the motorbike and bicycle rental. Movement there is an intense, while in other places we would not have dared to go on the road. Strongly impressed Ocean. I can not convey the feelings experienced, but I can only say that it has an immeasurable effect. At night we sat in a fishing boat on the shore, and admired them for several hours, sipping Indian rum and Coke, and remembering the good old pirates, which I'm sure the ocean was pulling so strongly. So we went our own way, stopping in places, inviting special appeal. Reached Kanakumari - southernmost point of India, quite by chance came just to meet the dawn, when thousands of Hindus gather here to meet with inexplicable joy dawn. The spectacle is really impressive!



Time approach to a new year, and we naputeshestvovavshis enough, they decided to settle down in some corner of paradise and revel "in full". Despite the fact that we are not supporters of the popular tourist destinations, this place became the Arambol beach in Goa, because the Alinco was an airplane at night from first to second, and we tried to be closer to Bombay. But after spending nearly a week there, I absolutely can say that we are not spared, and even very happy. This is really the best place to relax after a long trip in a month. Life here is a special rhythm: smooth and carefree. It is in such places visited by people who choose to engage with the everyday routine. In the evenings they gather and accompany the sun, playing on a variety of instruments and singing and flying free songs. By the sound of waves and music sunny slope above the ocean, reflected in the eyes of your soul, sang a song of free people. Farewell to India, we will return.

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