Celebration

Am not sure what we are celebrating? It’s either a celebration that we are leaving India, a celebration that we survived our trip despite the car rides, living at high elevations, hiking at 4000 metres, living at 3C with no heat, crossing a multi lane highway in Delhi or eating food at the Kolkata airport (next to Srinagar the worst airport in the world).

Celebrate we did though. And all at the most amazing hotel, the Imperial Hotel in Delhi. We met our friends Francois and Veronique for dinner at the Spice Route restaurant for a not so cheap dinner. We were on our way out of India and they were on their way to the Andaman Islands before heading back to Toulouse.

Here are a few pictures of our short adventure as wealthy tourists at the Imperial Hotel.

The 1911 Bar where we imbibed a few mohitos and Singapore slings before meeting up with Francois and Veronique

The Imperial Hotel where they would not let me swim in my boxer shorts

The main lobby of the Imperial Hotel

Excuse the poor photos of the Spice Route Restaurant. The photos do not do justice to the handed painted walls of this restaurant

Expand the view to read a little history

Appetizers for anyone

Main course

Are you salivating?

And if you go in the winter months you can sit outside and have a buffet lunch on Sundays so we will return and spend our months pension on one meal!