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There are 16 platforms in this station. It took me a while to figure out who to ask, but the yellow STD | ISD | PCO booths seem to be information booths. The young men above told me that the next basic train (which my ticket was for) was not until 1:45PM. They and several other people asked me to take their picture and just wanted to see the picture afterwards. I was happy to. There were also monkeys in the train station. The basic train shown here had long bench seats and bars in the place of windows (which in the summer was just fine with me as it was pretty warm out). | =0= |
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Above is the entrance to the subway at the Old Delhi Train Station. There was a compact long line of young men waiting to get through security (they all walked up about the same time) and the policeman was ever so quick at frisking them. We left our backpacks on while frisked and then ran them through the scanner as a separate step after being frisked. Very fast and efficient (as it would have to be for a subway). I then walked back to the Tibetan Camp noting a large construction project underway. Pretty tall, but the frame of the building is cement supports with sample rebar to strengthen it. No need for the central crane used in constructing such buildings in the U.S. with steel frames / supports. Then I was back in the Tibetan camp where all the shops were closed. | =0= |
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That morning I had gone out early to see if I could buy some Tibetan Roti / bread and was successful. Apparently it is only available from 7AM to 9AM, sold by women like this with big basins of bread. I had asked a shopkeeper at a pretty modern 'convenience store' (by look and feel) if she had anything other than the very commercial white bread (half loaf of ultra-thin slices for only 32 cents). She explained that women sell Tibetan sold them in the early morning only (at 8AM when she came to work). These particular Rotis are huge. A little bit like an English muffin (which is not an English muffin, more like an English scone), but the size of regular bread and thicker than an English muffin. I was feeling deprived of internet access as the Internet cafe was closed so I decided to explore the Indian neighborhood opposite the Tibetan camp. Almost all shops have steel roll down doors with advertisements, but what I didn't know if that they were hand painted (from stencils I presume). Here is the start of such a sign and a later picture of the completed work. Also below is the central market street of the Indian neighborhood. | =0= |
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This page was last updated on March 29, 2012.