It came to my notice that the environment seems hostile. Thus my male protective instinct kick in & I find its my duty to protect my female colleague that was travelling with me. I was worried that having so many Indians surrounding her might be dangerous for my female colleague Teri to roam around with me while I hailus a cab so I requested that she wait in the airport. It wasn’t long before a group of private cab drivers approach me with multiple price range. The highest they offered was RS$750 & I wasn’t really convince that its the standard or best price I could get. Facing the airport, I made a left & found a few cab companies I didn’t hesitate to pay when I was offered RS$250 for a trip to my hotel.
Wasting no time I make my way back to my colleague whom was waiting still in the airport. As I made my way back in to the airport, I was stopped by a security guard. He demanded RS$60 from me saying that I would need to make a payment to get back in. Having a strong a stubborn character I refuse payment till a police officer approach & stopped the whole heated argument . Lastly letting me in without having to pay. As our cab drove us to our destination , Ashok Hotel, I was able to view the streets of Delhi & immediately I started to immerse myself into the culture.
Streets were busy, drivers sounding their horns in the
cars & trucks could be heard non stop. The non-accommodating streets & living condition amaze me making me saying thanks & appreciating the fact that I am from a country that need not live in those conditions.
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