I arrived in India, it was late and I was tired, but I needed to find a flight to Nepal, a guy in one of the tourist offices was trying to help me but it seemed that there were no seats availiable for the next few days if not a week, I was to come back in the morning the following day.  So I spent the night at an increadibly over priced hotel near the airport. 

The next morning I was back at the airport early, and ran around like a headless chicken trying to find a flight, I checked every airline that I had been told flew to Nepal.  No one had seats for the next 5 days, bugger.  It looked like I was stuck in Delhi or had to try and overland it on the train to the boarder which as it’s 43 degree C in northern India at the moment did not fill me with joy.  Disparing I went back to one of the previous airlines, still no seats, everyone was escaping the heat and going to Nepal it seemed, then someone mentioned Druk air, Who?  No one had told me they flew there, but it turned out they did and they were the Royal Butan airline, and they had seats, and they were cheaper than all the other airlines, and they were the friendliest people I had met in India thus far.  Brilliant a flight, bad news was I had missed it for that day and had to return at 3 am the following morning to check in.  So a night in Dehli Airport awaited me, super. 

I spent the rest of the day visiting a few of the tourist attraction of Delhi.,First off the Red Fort, where I met a Portugese guy called Pedro, good sound Portugese name, good sound guy as well.  We also went to a couple of the tombs which were very peaceful and a chance to relax from the termoil that is Delhi, or relax as much as was possible in the 43 degree heat of the day.  Not enough water and not enough food ensured that both Pedro and I got very dehyrated and finally found an airconditioned restaurant by 4pm, lesson learnt don’t wonder around India in the middle of the day.

To Nepal!! Boating