[G2:17555 n=1 class="left" exactsize=180 frame=dots] I found in the Computer Science Forum a link to an India Blog: interndia[http://interndia.wordpress.com/] which is kind of a different point of view than my blog, he is describing his internship which he is doing in Bangalore, I think it's a good idea to link it from here.
What can I tell you from India: pretty much, thats why I will split my comments a bit. First of all, what will attract attention at a first glance will be the traffic: I thought in Kiev already I am in a huge chaos, but thats nothing compared to this city with it's 13Million inhabitants. (Other sources speak from even higher numbers, but it seems like everbody thinks his city is much bigger than the statistics says) My hotel is near the New Delhi Railway Station, and its just amazing to walk on the streets there. This area called "Paharganj" it's such crowded that you have to look each step in front of you, to not step into someone. Even the smallest alleys (and they are very small) are always full of people. The crossing of streets is suicidal, and I only cross the street behind some Indian Guy in front of me, at least he will be killed aswell, if I wouldn't survive it. The snarl of Cars, Trucks, Pedestrians, Cycle- and Autorickshaws, Taxis and plenty of animals is such dense that even in a car you drive below walking speed... Definitly the worst thing about Indian traffic are the signal-horns. When I drove in a car myself, I counted the usage of the horns... its about every 30 seocnds 3 to 4 times. Its incredible, most indians must be deaf in the meanwhile. You don't look into the mirror while driving, you use your horn to make out the position of all surrounding cars. You use the horn before every crossing, on every crossing, end especially after every Street crossing, and you have to use the horn on every overtaking. (Trucks have even big sign posts which tell you "Blow horn" and "User dipper at night"... every truck has such a signpost on the back) I havent seen any real accidents, probably because they have to drive that slow ;) still: amazing! Orientation is also quite difficult on Delhis streets, there are so many streets and alleys and most of the look all the same, to find my way home I memorized some important buildings and other hotels. In an emergency there are enough autorickshaws which would be glad to bring me to my hotel... well if they know where it is. On every traffic light are bgeers, screen cleaners and they sell Cocnuts and Water bottels. (But I never bought fruits at all. I have seen how the keep them fresh today, and thats not wise to eat them) But more on this later on. Even on National Highways is the Speed quite low (sometimes the speedlimits are as low as 60km/h) And there are plenty of toll booths and police blocks every few kilometers which makes it not fun at all. At least the condition of these roads are not that bad, especially in comparison to the streets in the Cities. If you think of a highway you probably think mainly of cars and trucks, but on these streets you have everything, Autorickshaws, Camels with plents of stuff behind them, Cycles, Pedestrians, and Cows are quite obvious... My favourite was the cow herd which was happily walking slowly on the wrong (right) side of the highway... but Geisterfahrer (motorist driving against the traffic on motorways) are too common to mention them all. Have I mentioned that it is unbelievable I havent seen accidents? I will survive this! What I really am missing is a super market... In kiev they also have more markets and less super markets, but at least you found some when you knew where to look. But in Delhi I havent seen a super market, and those markets and bazaars are hard to navigate, and you never know where to find what you are actually searching. And I don't want to bargain for every banana. My Guide through the Taj Mahal has shown me a hidden path, once up a staircase in a house you suddenly are in a second level of streets which led to another entrace of the Taj Mahal. Absolutly amazin, even the indians only found this path with local guides themselfes... but I was puzzled. I hope I find my way home :) How you can survive this Chaos for a longer time puzzles me aswell, at least I know now that the "Bahnhofstrasse" is EMPTY, compared to THIS!
[G2:13463 n=1 class="left" exactsize=180 frame=dots]I try to reduce my deficit in the coverage of my journey. What I am missing the most are Internet cafés like in the baltics. Thats why you won't see new Pictures, I cannot upload them with the small bandwith here.
Even though there wasn't much news from me latley, I am still alive. :) I have changed the route in the meanwhile, because I wasn't ready for either waiting endlessly for the russian visa or flying to stockholm to organise a visa. Therefore I changed the router a bit to the south and landed in the Ukraine instead of Russia. Since the baltics I am quite familiar with hearing some Russian, but at least most of the texts were in latin letters, I try to learn a bit kyrillic, like in the subject of this post. In the meanwhile I can at least read the more important words, and I find my way in the kyrillic street name.
[G2:16418 n=1 class="left" exactsize=180 frame=dots] The Bus to Talinn was great, On the seat in front of me was a signpost which told me that we have WiFi in the bus, in fact two WiFi Aps are on Board, on for Estonia and one for Latvia. It was abit slow with my "iPod touch" but it really was possible to browse some websites, thats why I stopped after 5 minutes, but still a nice feature.
[G2:18463 n=1 class="left" exactsize=180 frame=dots] As already told you, I crossed the border to Latvija Safely despite the not so Schengen like border control. The bus drove to the central bus station. I directly identified the huge hall behind it as the train station, but I was completely wrong about that...