New Delhi: where lanes are a suggestion, car horns are your daily soundtrack, and personal space is a luxury, not an expectation.
Not gonna lie - this city has been intimidating to explore, especially on my own. It’s hot, dusty, and there’s no shortage of stares as soon as you walk out into the street. The density of people here is ridiculous, and weaving through them, whether on foot or on some form of wheels, is an essential life skill.
Thankfully, I found some great guided tours for street food (no Delhi belly for me, thankssss), and of course, a day trip to the Taj Mahal! I’ve also treated myself to a couple splurge dinners as well, and they have also been exceptional. While the city may not be my favorite, my belly and taste buds have enjoyed these couple weeks.
Delhi highlights are as follows:
Cool rooftops and temples (courtesy of my Old Delhi tour guide)
Look for me in the Indian kite-flying circuit
Street food (No Delhi belly yet, thanks to the tour guides)
From top left, clockwise: aloo tikki, tandoori momos, potato samosa, kulfi faluda
Bukhara and Indian Accent
Two of Delhi’s top restaurants - had to go all in with tasting menus at both. If you smothered me in the dal Bukhara, I’d die a happy woman.
The (one person) spread at Bukhara.
This soup from Indian Accent floored me. Was like an Indian Tom yum soup with the sweetest lump crab. 🤗
Taj Mahal
I wasn’t about to leave Delhi without a day trip to Agra and seeing the Taj Mahal! I had an awesome tour guide that also played personal photographer for me. Money well spent, I think!
The building is amazing, and the detail and symmetry of the everything is every OCD person’s wet dream. The Agra Fort was also pretty cool though, but the Taj Mahal took the cake for me.
Embracing my inner basicness at the Taj Mahal.