The train was the worst yet. I HATED IT. It was packed again; I had I think 9 or 10 people in my compartment that seats/sleeps 8. Great. Little kids screaming, old men snoring, people walking past shouting "CHAI" (Indian for "TEA") every 5 minutes, the train was jumping more than ever. I was on top bunk again so couldn't move and the bed this time was only about 1.5 feet wide and my toes were bent because the bed wasn't long enough, I basically just couldn't wait to get off. I only got a maximum of 2 hours sleep. Also, no stations are signed and there is no indication on the train of your whereabouts so I had to keep guessing and asking where I was not having a clue how long it would take. It ended up being 17-18 hours. When I finally arrived I walked to the cheapest accommodation area to find somewhere to stay. It was 6am and not that many places were open. I ended up walking for an hour and a half before I gave up and settled for this place (which is pretty gross) as I could no longer feel my shoulders from the weight of my bag.

Set out to the hotel I originally stayed at when I first arrived to pick up a parcel posted by my parents from the UK... to find it hadn't arrived. Bummer. Also, I can't get into my bag as the lock's jammed. Hence I can't access anything, including my flight ticket for tomorrow :-s After that I went to the Red Fort which wasn't as great as it's made out to be, just the same as all the others really. One fort really stood out for me and that was Fort Meherangarh in Jodhpur, the one with the blue city view. That had interesting exhibits inside too. Then I went to the Jama Masjid, the largest Mosque in India. That was good and I climbed one of the minarets for a good view over the whole of Delhi.

I got a rickshaw to Connault Place which is so much different from the Delhi I am used to. Spent the rest of the day there; it's big wide streets not alleyways with big shops and proper brands and restaurants not dodgy side shops etc. Less beggars, not dirty, just a lot nicer. Ended up spending loads of money though. Bought 5 PS2 games, 12 movies, 3 t-shirts, lots of food... and other money seemed to disappear. Oh and I've decided to read a book (hopefully I won't give up, haven't read a book since childhood books before secondary school) so I bought that too. Only English Fiction book I recognised (from a good review by Tom) was Vernon God Little so that's what I went for.

Tomorrow is my last day in India, I'm planning on going to the "Qutb Minar" a sight-seeing monument then probably just spending the day shopping around Connault Place again.

Final random notes on India/Indian's as I leave:

- to ask what your name is they say "What's your good name?"
- loads of people die their hair/beards orange which just looks odd
- everyone goes to the toilet in the street so narry alleyways stink
- everyone just puts rubbish on the floor so theres massive piles of rubbish everywhere
- dogs, cows and humans scavenge through these piles
- they all hold hands all the time
- many have one main word they use in every sentence. My driver would always say "for" eg: "You for the walking for?" One rickshaw driver started every sentence with the word "me" and for 10 minutes not stop just went "Me mother. Me brother. Me sister. Me other sister. Me teacher. Me father. Me wife. Me China wife." etc etc etc I don't know what he was going on about!

India has been really great and an overwhelming experience but I think I'll be kind of glad to leave... to a cleaner, nicer smelling more commercial place. Hoping also not to get asked the exact same questions numerous times daily as it gets a bit tiresome. "What's your good name?" "From which country?" "Oh England very nice country!" "First time India?" "How long India?" In that exact order too. See you there...!