Delhi

My first impressions of Delhi are that it is like Mexico, but bigger with worse air and signs mostly in English.I have never been to Mexico City so the crowds and smog may be similar. But it would be hard to rival a city of 16 million. Driving small cars and motorcycles. Honk, honk always in a hurry. Small shops everywhere. In the old city it looks like some have bought old cars, pulled them to pieces and are selling the bits out of storefronts.  We travel endlessly on our tour bus in terrible traffic to visit shrines.

Ghandi's last footsteps

At a  Hindu shrine, we cannot take pictures inside, but behind William is the prayer tree where people put ribbons. The dress is barefoot.

In a huge Sikh temple by donation they provide meals for 15 thousand people a day, 30 thousand plus  on Sundays.

Back in the kitchen at the temple hundreds of people stir huge pots and roll out and cook naan bread.

An early Muslim ruler's tomb provided inspiration for others such as the Taj Mahal.

Hindu temples were torn down when Muslims took power in the north of India. This tower was built of temple scraps.

At the top between the columns is a row of not fully obliterated Kama images used in this now ruined mosque.

Parrots nest in the ruins.

Just the rubble core is left of this tower.

Tuk tuk taxies swarm in hazy air.

Looking up the tower.

We ride a pedi-cab through old Delhi

Off to Agra early this AM.