Another cold and foggy day. About 6 or 7
degrees when we get up.
Sight seeing options are limited. We have done the main Agra sites, but there are a few minor ones we could still venture out to when the mist rises if we want to. While we have been here, and due to the extreme cold snap, the local news has had many stories about the number of homeless people who are not making it through the night. There is a major blanket drive going on in Delhi, but try as we might we cannot find anything going on in Agra.
We contact P.C. again and explain that we want to go somewhere to buy bulk blankets for distribution to a shelter or something similar.
Sight seeing options are limited. We have done the main Agra sites, but there are a few minor ones we could still venture out to when the mist rises if we want to. While we have been here, and due to the extreme cold snap, the local news has had many stories about the number of homeless people who are not making it through the night. There is a major blanket drive going on in Delhi, but try as we might we cannot find anything going on in Agra.
We contact P.C. again and explain that we want to go somewhere to buy bulk blankets for distribution to a shelter or something similar.
We push through ‘Tony’ at the gate of the
hotel and discuss with P.C what we want to do. It took a lot of discussion . .
. language being one barrier and what we wanted to do probably being a not so
common ‘activity’ for a tourist to request of their guide. We get as far as the
blanket purchase, but he seems to think we want to drive around handing them
out on the roadside. We have visions of throwing
them out of a moving Tuk Tuk like newspapers which is so not what we want to do. We can’t find a shelter, and neither of us is
comfortable just handing them to sad looking people on the road side. Really
where would you stop?
We eventually get there . . . and P.C. knows and understands what we want
to do. He takes us to a place and we buy a heap of thick durable Woollen blankets
as well as toys . . .
We visit the Mother Theresa orphanage and make a donation. It’s a small gesture, but Agra and India has been kind to us and it’s the least we can do. If opportunity presents itself, we will do the same in Delhi. We have the address of the Blanket drive drop off point there and its only about 10 km from where we are staying (we just need to work out where to buy them).
We visit the Mother Theresa orphanage and make a donation. It’s a small gesture, but Agra and India has been kind to us and it’s the least we can do. If opportunity presents itself, we will do the same in Delhi. We have the address of the Blanket drive drop off point there and its only about 10 km from where we are staying (we just need to work out where to buy them).
The arvo is cold and we are heading back to
Delhi tomorrow. We relax, pack, read and
update the blog.
Tonight we ‘treat’ ourselves to a
‘show’. There is a theatre just down the
road from us that does a ‘live’ song and dance tribute on the story of the
Taj. Hmm, if live is lip sync, then yes
it was live. The acting and scripting woeful, but it was very colourful and
some of the music and dancing was very well done. Each seat had a set of headphones so that the
story could be translated. It was a bit
like watching Iron Chef, with lots of giggling, incorrect use of syllables, and
weird use of expressions. Still it was a nice night out and a bit of a
giggle. It was worth the 200 meter walk
being stalked by Tony the increasing psychotic Tuk Tuk driver. He wanted to walk in with us so he could
claim commission on our tickets. The guy
is relentless. And yes, he was waiting
outside for us.
Late dinner in the hotel, early to bed in
readiness for the trip back to Delhi tomorrow.
