What is your good name?

Have you ever had to wash human faeces off your shoe?

Welcome to India, where anything and everything is possible.

Just as you sit down for breakfast, the burning trash begins.
Pahar Ganj, Delhi - Burning Trash

To plagiarizer the words of Sarah Macdonald’s ‘Holy Cow’, India is living contradiction.
Its stinks like sewage, yet the food smells divine, touts on the street shit you, yet families on the train are so kind, cities are madness but the mountain villages are peaceful.

The world has approximately 6 billion people on it, approximately 1 billion of those people are right here in India, and over the past few weeks I’ve made a whirlwind tour of the most populated country on Earth.

I was lucky enough to have the lovely Ms. Paula Birch fly all the way over from M-Town to hang out for the duration of the trip.
You’ve never seen two people chew threw so much 120 film.

Pahar Ganj, Delhi - Sunrise

Everything you hear about Delhi is true, if there’s a wall, people piss on it, if there’s a scrap of food, someone will eat it, and if you have a spare rupee, there’s something you can afford.
Cows roam the streets and highways – choking on plastic bags for lack of any other food, market bazaars are like sardine cans – shop owners out-screaming each other “eeeeeeeehhhhhxxcusssseeee meeeee!” biding for the next customer, and fake Official ‘Government’ Tourist Offices are common place.

Pahar Ganj, Delhi - Street Cows

Greater Delhi is massive, it has more people than Australia alone, and I only witnessed a smidgen of it. But to be honest, what I did see wasn’t that jaw dropping.
I think alot of people who are so bedazzled by India are low-traveled, 1st world conditioned under-exposed type travelers, completely culture shocked the moment they step foot off the plane. There’s really not a single thing I have seen here that I haven’t seen before, and I guess that’s why I was almost disappointed after a day or so of settling in.
If you’ve been anywhere in South-East Asia, Latin America or Africa’s, they’re all totally on par with what you can expect in Delhi.
That’s not to say you wont have a rad time, it can be a blast, just be careful how much hype is in the reviews you read and stories you hear.

25c Breakfast

Pahar Ganj, Delhi - Breakfast

Pahar Ganj, Delhi - Tuk Tuk Chaos

Pahar Ganj, Delhi - Bananna

Pahar Ganj, Delhi - Courier

Terrified – I thought I was just getting a haircut
Pahar Ganj, Delhi - Hair Cut?

5 Responses to “What is your good name?”

  1. 1 felicia October 26, 2009 at 11:10 am

    Yikes. White tourists really get it the worst from beggars. I mean, I’m part indian, but American looking enough to still get asked for shit, but not stand-out white like you.

    Did you find toilet paper in any shops? or are you using your left hand and a hose…sooo curious!

  2. 2 mart mart October 29, 2009 at 10:20 am

    i lost it at the portrait. jesus fucking christ. hahahaha.

  3. 3 stokan November 9, 2009 at 8:31 am

    i cant stop laughing at your last pic

  4. 4 Devon July 13, 2011 at 8:42 am

    Holy Cow..!
    I read this book before my travels to India & I have to say I found it to be a little over dramatized although true to her expiriences. Through research and friends who were NRI’s I knew what to expect and I couldn’t wait. The moment we stepped off the plane my heart began a different beat, my arms and legs tingled with anticipation, excitement and the slightest bit of trepidation. Those feelings were quickly dashed aside and instantly replaced by awe and amazement the very minute we stepped into the thick midnight air of Dheli. Firecrackers, it smelled as if a thousand fire cracked had recently been exploded. There were throngs of men standing behind the long silver metal bars of the Terminal exit walk way. Most were holding signs with badly miss spelled ” Good Names ” on them we looked for ours and it took a moment to find them as ours were among the mangled.
    Our little Nepalese driver shuffled us through the mob and into the amazing & seemingly endless expanse of motorized and bicycle powered TukTuk’s, scooters, motor bikes and Taxi’s. This was my introduction to India to Dehli and I have been an addict since.

  5. 5 Nela March 30, 2012 at 6:00 am

    isn’t china the most populated c in the world?

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