Day 11-13

So my last day of Srinagar… I did nothing. I sat in my boat house and just sat. It was kind of easy to do since most of Srinagar was shut down due to the Prime Minister’s visit to Kashmir. After around 3 pm the streets were open again and that allowed for the noisy new guests to arrive to the boat. One kid really did not know how to walk and made the whole boat just shake with the thump of his heel, so I decided to go for a walk in Lal Chowk and used the internet. I came back and left the next morning via Sumo to Jammu.

The Sumo driver was not quite the best. Despite having a very modern SUV, I got sick most of the way. I was not the only one. After 10 hour drive, I had finally arrived Jammu where Vijay, Pooja’s father, arrived to pick me up. We went back to their house were I spent the night. The next day I had a flight to Delhi.

One thing I have completely forgotten about India is it’s security measures. If you thought the security you have to go through in the US is bad, wait until you have to go through an airport in India. I went through 6 different security checks at least. I had to verify my luggage. In the process of all the security checks, I must have lost my power supply to my Macbook Pro in all the pulling out of stuff from constant bag checks.

I arrived in Delhi on got a prepaid taxi to take me to my place, but he was a bit lazy and didn’t want to fight the traffic so he dropped me off in the area and i had to walk the way. It is a good thing I know myself around Karol Bagh, since it is the same area I stayed in last time.

After reaching my place of stay, i had then realized that I have lost my power supply so I went to Connaught Place to see if I could find a replacement. I knew I wouldn’t, so I tried to see if I could get myself to Ansel Plaza. I was hooked up with a very kind Sikh auto rickshaw driver who took me to Ansel Plaza and showed me a huge Sikh Temple.

The Sikh temple was rather amazing with a lot going on as well as. The dome was all gold and had amazing architecture. It looked a lot like the Golden Temple in Amritsar. It reminded me of a Buddhist Monastary where everything inside is free, food, sleep, books. There was so much praying and chanting going on. It really got me intrigued in Sikh religion.

I then went back to Karol Bagh via the metro rail and then proceeded to walk through Karol Bagh’s intense market. I proceeded to have something to eat then went back to my room.

Today I will eventually head to Chandni Chawk to get to the Jama Masjid. I may or may not hit up Khan Market, since it is a bit out of the way. Then get back and sleep so I can get used to Pacific Time Zone all over again.