After a halfway decent first night’s sleep at Sunny’s, I had a quick breakfast and grabbed an auto rickshaw to
I walked around the perimeter of the interior courtyard and climbed the minaret for a wonderful 360-degree view of
Upon exiting the mosque, I walked through a gauntlet of Muslim stalls, most of the people clad in white from top to bottom. If it weren’t for the heat, I would’ve taken more time to satiate my curiosity about what I was seeing. It took about 20 minutes to reach the Red Fort’s main entrance, Lahore Gate. The Fort looked similar to the one in
I tracked down Jalebiwala, a famous purveyor of jalebis. These sweet, deep-fried, orange dough swirls were over-the-top greasy. It felt and tasted like I was eating, nay drinking, the ghee (clarified butter) used to make them. I cleansed my palate with a sumptuous, spicy potato samosa…
…and finished my sightseeing with a rickshaw to Raj Ghat, where Mahatma Gandhi was cremated following his assassination in 1948.