I Love Cheap Thrills!
A New Delhi trip with ride prices, messy events and messier feelings. Three tips from a fit female I met, and great new jackets and shoes.
For the nine-day Navratri festival in October, my husband and I visited our daughter in New Delhi. She sublets an apartment there and we foisted ourselves upon her under the guise of “checking out if she was safe there.” In reality, I have no clue really, if anyone is safe anywhere.
Day one of our holiday was the seventh day of the festival. Delhi residents were praying, chanting and singing in the pandals (makeshift temporary temples) when we arrived.
The next day, we wanted a trip on the new RRTS metro from Duhai to Ghaziabad. It had been inaugurated on Friday and we were to travel on it on Sunday. We had some trouble locating the metro station and ended up outside a tractor sales outlet, where we took these photos. I went over to the salesman and asked for permission to hop on and take a picture on the John Deere, and my husband followed suit.
