The Darjeeling Limited (with unlimited food)

Our final day in Delhi was a bit hectic, with a couple tourist-y things on the agenda while making sure we got to the train station in time to catch the 2424 Rajdhani Express out to New Jalpaiguri, our stopping point at the foothills of the Himalayas. Before we left, though, we wanted to make sure to visit Gandhi Smriti, the place where Mahatma Gandhi was living when he was assassinated in 1948 and where he was shot.


gandhi smriti.


footsteps showing gandhi's final path before his assassination.

Then we took a quick rickshaw ride around the block to the Indira Gandhi museum, which is situated around the house she lived in and the place where she was assassinated by her bodyguards in 1984 (pretty amazing that she and Mahatma - no relation - were assassinated so close to one another.



Then we took our final rickshaw in Delhi to the New Delhi Train Station (for those IHPers reading who know there's a difference...), where we joined the throbbing mass of people heading towards their trains.


seth in the train station.

Finally we found ourselves situated in our 3-tier AC cabin, surrounded by people from all over India (and 3 Japanese teenagers on spring break - woohoo! India! Spring Break!) - our home for the next 24 hours. We'll let the pictures (and their captions) tell the rest of the story...


view of the mighty ganges from the train.


the bank of the ganges.


maggie bein' productive on the train.


meals on wheels!


the meal on wheels!


i wasn't getting enough tea on the train, so i jumped off the train at a stop to get some chai from a little stall.


breakfast.


ingenious water bottle holder beneath the little table between seats. very discreet. so discreet that maggie left her bottle on the train.