Editor’s Note: I am WAY behind on blogging – so here’s day two, and here’s to hoping that I can actually get back on track.
Our SOS work portion has yet to begin, and all of the SOS folks are currently out of Delhi. This has given us a couple of days to play super tourists and see some of the sights!
Having seen the Richard Attenborough directed film, ‘Gandhi’ a couple of times, I know a fair amount of the life of “Bapu” already. What he meant (and still does) to this country is an important part of the history.

We started at the Gandhi museum in Raj Ghat. These places are really interesting as well in a calming way. Ripping through the roads of Delhi in a rickshaw can be really….I dunno, overwhelming at times I would say (see: previous post), but then you walk into a place like the National Gandhi Museum and it’s as if the street craziness disappears. You can barely hear a horn the minute you walk in the gate.

The Museum itself was really a rich interesting time period history of Gandhiji’s life. From his nonviolence as a lawyer in South Africa to help end racism against Indians there, to his Salt March and uniting of India to demand home rule from the British, he was obviously a transformative figure. A hugely inspiring person, the likes of which we may never see again – probably not in my lifetime. The National Museum had some beautiful photos and quotes, and more on the morbid side, the clothes he was wearing when he was shot (bloodstained and all) and one of the three bullets that took his life.

After the Museum we found probably the two best parts of the day. First this guy:

India is full of personality, and this gold dealer we met is definitely one of those. He struck up a conversation with Kate in the Gandhi Museum gift shop over, of all things, Hilary Clinton. There’s video because describing this guy is just too impossible. Kate has it on her Flip, so I’ll have to upload it later.
Second, a rickshaw driver named Kumar. Kumar has been driving a rickshaw in Delhi for 28 years, and was a godsend. He was with us all day, shuttling us from place to place, and costing almost nothing based on what we got in return. He was a really nice guy who spoke decent English which was really nice. Again, Kate has that and she just yelled at me for asking for it again. So it’ll have to wait.
We went from Raj Ghat to another Gandhi historical location, the Smriti. This is where he spent the last 144 days of his life, and was ultimately shot on the grounds of this home.

It is really stunningly beautiful, and even traces his final steps down the path to the prayer column where he was shot:

Another big part of Gandhi’s life was his insistence on not depending on British textiles. He was a proponent of Indian’s hand spinning their own cotton, and weaving their own clothes. You can actually buy some of this homemade clothes that are made right there on the grounds of the home.
We also went to India Gate – a massive arc that honors Indians killed in wars overseas. It’s a super touristy area, so the “touts” are out in force there. If I say no to whatever you are selling twice that should be enough. Many of the touts are respectful, but others seem to follow thinking the harder they sell, the more likely I am to give them money to go away. But in fact, if you even hint about pulling out Rupees, it’s as if they all know and then they begin to swarm. Kind of crazy, but really only an issue in the super tourist spots.
Kumar took us on a quick fly by of the political bit, with the Parliament building, Secretariat Buildings and the President’s House (which looks more like the biggest castle/mansion ever).
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