Delhi

I arrived 5 AM in Delhi. The sun was just coming up to once again heat up the mess. I took a bicycle rickshaw to the main backpacker area. When we finally arrived it looked like a 1km long bombsite. The facades of couple stories high buildings were completely missing. There was rubble all over the street and no people around - only some dogs barking into the new day. Even though the devastation was really next level, I decided to make a hotel on this street my base.
Later I found out that because of the Commonwealth Games Delhi is trying to get itself into shape. I also heard and believe that they wont be able to finish it in time.
I had to organize a new camera since the last overheated in Rajasthan on the camel trek. I finally found a shop on the Bazaar. The Sikh vendor sold me a copied camera and assured me that I have warranty around the globe. This is now my 5th camera in 18 months, which gives the average camera a lifespan of 3.5 months - thefts, accidental losses included.
Old Delhi features many small alleys, bazaars, little shops and many colors. Thankfully the government decided to ban cows in the capitol city. There are big mosques and the red fort worth mentioning.
The last day in Delhi I got the "Delhi Belly". That's when India got its grip on me. Even though I felt good in the evening, I had to vomit first thing in the morning. Some rest would have been advised, but I really wanted to get out of Delhi. So I made it to the bus station with the subway system and then left with a luxury bus to Rishikesh. Once again there was no luxury visible and I had to sit next to two Indians who were to greedy to pay for two seats. The boy sat on my lap most of the time and people started to vomit in the bus.