The Delhi suburbs

I've never seen cows scavaging through trash to find food before. 

After a rather long trip, with a ten hour stop-over in Copenhagen, where we sought out all the irish pubs we could find at 11AM in the morning, leaving us comfortably tipsy when we got on the plane again, taking us to New Delhi, India. 

We arrived at the airport some 7 hours later, beaten to the bones from the uncomfortable plane seats that SAS has to offer. Coming of the plane was a blessing to a tired soul although here starts the problems. Our appointed driver wasn't there! We went looking outside, where a mass of people where standing - looking at us - with no apparent reason. What was all these people doing here? Going back inside, we discussed wether we should try and find the way ourselves, or go to another hotel. Then the driver suddenly turned up. He took us out in the suburbs of Delhi, where it turns out we're living in his home. But we're thinking fair enough, he's probably done this before. After a quick trip around the nearest surroundings, we come back to find our room ready. At the same time our host tells us that there's no water for the moment, but it should be fixed in half an hour. Still now, 30 hours after, we still haven't got a functioning shower - and we're looking for another place to stay. 

This said, we had a good meal yesterday, at a place called something like "Klahmat". Also turnes out even though most people we've spoken to, speaks english - then it's a type of english we've got great difficulty understanding. But hopefully it'll get easier the next few days. We're going into the Connought Place (Delhi centrum) to look for train tickets and a new place to stay. 

Tomorrow we've planned for a new hotel, some new tickets, and a trip to Agra and Taj Mahal.