We arrived in Chandigarh on Friday. It is an odd place - very modern and not particularly picturesque - but more comfortable than a lot of the places we have visited. It was designed to sustain a low population density and has lots of mod cons like pavements. We are relishing being able to walk down the street without serious risk of being run over.
We have found a lovely bar called Slippers (actually, Sippers, but artistic licence and semi-dyslexia led me to believe otherwise.) It is part of a very posh hotel but they kindly allow us to drink there, despite our tramp-like appearance, in the vain hope that one day we might order more than cheap Indian lager. They will be waiting a long time.
This morning we visited the rock garden in Chandigarh, which is apparently India's most visited tourist attraction. It was designed and built by a man who was involved in building roads, post partition, and wanted to recycle the waste products caused by all the construction. The result is part amusement park, part public gardens. Everything is made from rubbish - broken crockery, old sockets, bricks, scrap metal, and even unwanted jewellery. It is one of the most bizarre things I have seen in India, and that's saying something.
Unfortunately the experience was spoilt rather by being papped by every bastard with a camera phone. It baffles me how Indian people can be so interested in Westerners when they watch American TV, listen to British and American bands, wear Western clothing, but still they seem to go a bit mad when they see white people. Needless to say, I did a lot of glaring. Hopefully they will be too frightened to look at the photos again. Ha.
We have found a lovely bar called Slippers (actually, Sippers, but artistic licence and semi-dyslexia led me to believe otherwise.) It is part of a very posh hotel but they kindly allow us to drink there, despite our tramp-like appearance, in the vain hope that one day we might order more than cheap Indian lager. They will be waiting a long time.
This morning we visited the rock garden in Chandigarh, which is apparently India's most visited tourist attraction. It was designed and built by a man who was involved in building roads, post partition, and wanted to recycle the waste products caused by all the construction. The result is part amusement park, part public gardens. Everything is made from rubbish - broken crockery, old sockets, bricks, scrap metal, and even unwanted jewellery. It is one of the most bizarre things I have seen in India, and that's saying something.
Unfortunately the experience was spoilt rather by being papped by every bastard with a camera phone. It baffles me how Indian people can be so interested in Westerners when they watch American TV, listen to British and American bands, wear Western clothing, but still they seem to go a bit mad when they see white people. Needless to say, I did a lot of glaring. Hopefully they will be too frightened to look at the photos again. Ha.
This sounds like the kind of garden Merlin can't eat. Bring photos back, I feel a redesign coming on.
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