New Delhi

I arrived in New Delhi from Amritsar via the Amritsar-Delhi Shatabdi Express Train, which is by far the quickest way between the two cities. The train left at 05:00, arriving at New Delhi Train Station at 10:30, with the same amenities included on the last Shatabdi Train: Tea, biscuits, water, breakfast and a newspaper. It is quicker then flying if you take into consideration the wait time at the airport, plus travel time into the heart of Delhi and is also considerably cheaper. 

New Delhi was not as crazy as I was expecting, perhaps because I have been in India for over 2 months now, but for me it was definitely manageable. I was staying at Backpacker Panda, a short walk from the main station up Main Bazaar Road. I would recommend this hostel for the very comfortable beds, 24 hour hot water, good WiFi, a relaxing common area, a kitchen if you wish to cook, great location and it somehow blocks out the noise from the madness outside. It is within walking distance of many of the sights I wished to see in Delhi and if not there, is a Metro Station pretty much next door, meaning it had good connections to thec city and the Airport. Main Bazaar Road was incredibly busy, the streets lined with a plethora of shops, restaurants, bars and cafes and the streets swarming with a range of different people. There were business men in suits, beggars, shop owners, rickshaw drivers and locals all going about their daily business. Make sure you keep an eye on your things, but this really goes without saying everywhere in the world, it just feels more likely in this area. 

The following day I set out to explore, walking to Connaught Place. This was a lovely area with ring roads of shops circling around a pleasant park. I then continued walking towards Urgasen Ki Baoli, a massive Stepwell situated in a now built up posh area. It was definitely worth the trip up there and was free to enter. I then continued walking towards India Gate, a fantastic archway situated in a large park. It was very busy around the gate but you can easily relax in the shade of the trees in the surrounding parks. I then took a long walk to the Humayuns Tombs, which were said to be the inspiration for the Taj Mahal. I had never heard of Humayun and I’m still none the wiser as to who he was, but it was definitely worth the 500 Rupee entrance fee. The building was incredibly impressive with a striking likeness to the Taj, just built with red stone instead of marble. It was a very quiet, peaceful area and the gardens were fantastic to relax in and remove yourself from the noisy streets. I think I walked about 5 miles in total so caught a rickshaw back to Connaught Place for a much needed coffee. 

The following day I planned to go to the Red Fort in Old Delhi, but the price had been raised from 250 Rupees to 1000 Rupees so I decided not to go. I had seen many impressive forts in India, especially in Rajasthan, and I didn’t want to have to withdraw more money out on my last day. This brought me to the end of my 2 and a half months in India. I am now flying out of Delhi and heading to Athens and Santorini for a while, and from there, who knows!

Goa – Palolem Beach

As my time in Kerala was drawing to an end I was still yet to catch a train in India, as I’d had some trouble with obtaining tickets in the past. I managed to secure some tickets online using the IRTCT website, costing 2300 Rupees (£28), leaving at 21:30 from Ernakulam and taking just under 12 hours. This was a lot more than I was expecting to pay even for 2AC, the highest class, the only one that was available, although I booked 7 days before the scheduled departure date. 

The train left Ernakulam without a hitch, leaving on time and arriving in Madgaon, in south Goa a few minutes early. As I said it was my first time on an Indian train but I can’t see how Sleeper Class is going to be any different form the 2AC Sleeper that I was on, just the prices are considerably cheaper. (I may be eating my words later, I’m currently on a train to Hampi and have a Sleeper Class train booked to Mumbai next week.) The train carriage had a simple layout, with 2 lower and 2 upper bunks running vertically on one side, and 1 set of bunks horizontally on the other, the whole way down the carriage. I was given bed sheets and a pillow but had no curtains for any privacy. I was also given a towel, a cold face wipe, water, mango juice and a vegetarian breakfast, maybe that was what my extra £20 was paying for! I did however finally have a chance to wear my Christmas socks.

I arrived in Madgaon at 08:45 and planned to head straight to Palolem Beach for a couple of days. To get between Palolem Beach and Madgaon there are three options: A bus costing 40 Rupees (£0.50), a rickshaw costing 1000 Rupees (£12.50) or a taxi costing 1200 Rupees (£15). I had every intention of catching the bus, which leaves from the South East side of the Municipal Gardens, a 20 minute walk west of the train station but heard some people ordering a taxi so decided to jump in with them, paying 300 Rupees (£3.75) each for the 4 of us. A taxi is considerably quicker, with the bus being slow and bumpy but is only worth getting a taxi if there’s enough of you to split the cost.  

Palolem Beach is gorgeous. There are plenty of accommodation options along the beachfront and also some set off the beach, about a 3 minute walk away. On the beachfront, intertwined with all the bars and restaurants are a variety of beach huts ranging from 500-5000 Rupees a night. I decided to stay a short way back from the beach in a hotel, as the cheapest hut I was offered was 2000 Rupees a night. However I later met some guys who were renting a beach hut between them for 500 Rupees, if only I had explored a bit more. The original plan was to spend a couple of days at Palolem, then head down to Gorkana, around 2 hours south of Goa. However I loved Palolem so much I didn’t want to leave and ended up staying 8 nights and I may be planning to go back at the end of my time in India. I’m not too sure why I loved it so much, I mean it can’t have been the palm trees, the calm sea, the soft crescent sandy beach, the dolphins, the relaxed atmosphere and the great food, it must have been the beer. Coming from a dry state that Kerala is, to then find beach bars selling beer for 60 Rupees (£0.75), with the sun setting over monkey island and a cool breeze in the air it was just beautiful. The restaurants on the beach are a bit more expensive then on the road, 3 minutes away, but there’s something about eating in the evening, sitting on the beach and hearing the sea rolling in the background. There’s a wide variety of food, from Indian, to Italian, to Chinese and lots and lots of seafood. If anyone’s interested in watching sport whilst they are there, the Cafe Del Mar has 2 big projectors, where I finally saw England win a game of cricket in India, after 8 attempts. 

There’s the option of renting Kayaks on the beach and paddling out around monkey island for a bit of dolphin spotting. The sea is a bit rougher round the back of the island, but nothing too major. There are plenty of places to rent Kayaks but the cheapest I found was outside D’Costa, 100 Rupees for an hour. Another day I took a 2 hour boat trip for some more dolphin spotting, some fishing and to relax for a bit on butterfly beach, only accessible by boat. It was a great 2 hours, which we managed to get for 200 Rupees (£2.50) per person, whereas other people on the boat were paying 800 Rupees (£10) per person. It wasn’t really fair, just make sure you haggle hard! 

From Palolem I caught the local bus back to Madgaon for the train to Hampi, the only problem being it was a public holiday in India. This meant that the bus was absolutely packed, filled to the brim and I really struggled to find accommodation in Madgaon, the night before the morning train. I eventually found a room, after an hour of searching in the dark, for 2100 Rupees (£26) which was stupidly expensive, yet there was no other option. Apparently everyone flocks to somewhere near the beach on a public holiday, but I wasn’t to know, I only found out that day it was a holiday. I’m now approaching Hampi, an 8 hour train ride inland from Goa, so I’m off to explore the ruins.