After a breakfast of not-quite-brown-not-quite-white-more-like-orange toast and honey, we waited for the tuk-tuk drive (I think his name was Mr. Salmer) the hotel had hired for us for the day. While we were waiting, the hotel owner made us go on tripadvisor and rate it as excellent, which I resent (I would have probably given it 4/5 out of free choice) but has also made me scared that some hotels with great ratings is acually going to turn out to be a dump!

Our first stop was a buddhist meditation centre, which had paintings of trees and scenery, and statues od buddha. Next to this was a bird hospital. As we climbed the stairs, there was pictures with captions next to them, telling stories which indicated that birds might be regarded quite well in Indian culture, such as an eagle saving a man. It was a bit disturbing to see that many of the birds had their heads bent backwards, in what looked a very uncomfortable position. We found it funny that the leaflet they gave us as we left said it was 'the place you will never forget' and that 'Delhi can not have a more valuable posession to be proud of than this unique charity birds hospital'.

We then went to a Hindu temple, where we weren't entirely sure what we were supposed to do. We walked around looking at the various shrines, and at one a man gave us a flower we were supposed to put on our forehead, then on each of our eyes. As we left a woman, kept pointing to her husband and touching her eyes, indicating he was blind, which was the first bit of begging I have come across here, and so far haven't found the amount of people doing it that bad- although this could just be famous last words!

Next, we went to the Red Fort, which is where we encountered the first bout of people asking for a photograph of us-once they see some other family posing with us, they all want one! The fort itself was a lot bigger than I expected.

I was very thankful for having the tuk-tuk driver to help us cross the road, so when it came round to looking at the market, I was even more relieved, as it's absolutely massive and we woud have definately got lost! We had lunch in a street vendor's restaurant, which we were a bit concerned about, but the assurance of Mr. Salmer (and his claims that it was a famous stall) and the presence of some other white people made us stay and eat the trio of curries and bread, which the driver said were called little rice (although i think quite alot of the stuff we talked about were a bit lost in translation). The middle of the bread contained what I guess is the rice part, and had the consistency of mashed potato.

We went past a clothes stall, from which Alice brought some proper hippy style trousers, and looked round a spice market (I'm not entirely sure why he took us to that part as it wasn't open until Sunday). It was quite amazing to see how many bags of chillies they were storing though, and when you inhaled, the spice was so strong that you couldn't help but cough. It's also amazing how many bags of chillies someone can fit on the back of a bike (and have the strength to actually go anywhere!). As we walked into the spice market, we walked past a man washing(everything was covered!).

We went to a mosque (Jama Masjid), which Mr. Salmer had told us was free entry unless you had a camera, but the entrance people refused to believe we weren't going to use them, and so we had to leave them with the driver, and also charged us for robe hire although Alice was more covered up than some of the Indians inside. Inside a man who was born in India but lived in USA started talking to us and kept saying we should go for food and drink with him as it was his birthday, and we had to keep making excuses until we found someone with a pen so he could write his number down.

We went to Ghandi's memorial place, and I think the ladies who asked for a photo were quite pleased Alice gave them her camera to take a photo of us. It was also a bit of a surprise when a girl asked me if I coud take a picture of her; I think they muct like to have pictures of random people! The visit to the Ghandi museum was very interesting, and I feel full of wisdom after reading all his quotes.

We stayed in the hotel for dinner again, as We're not sure about heading out after dark. I had paneer tikka and plain naan, and Alice had butter paneer with veg stuffed naan. I've decided I might be veggie fo this month- much safer than meat!