Back in Delhi for the last hurrah of this trip. Leaving Mussoorie a rather emotional experience as the Reunion proved to be not just an event but a spiritual experience linked with the past but building on through renewed fellowship into the future.

The Shatabdi train lived up to its promise producing a very acceptable menu served at the seat with an unexpected aplomb given the dynamics. Hot food is loaded at various 2-5 minute station stops along the way.

Getting from the Station to the accommodation a somewhat confusing experience at midnight with no coolies around in the dark and then with a taxi driver who was on liquor at least if not drugs, But we made it ok with the chaukidar expecting us at the Guest House.

Going out walking in Delhi is a somewhat dangerous one for the pocket book as you see real goodies like real wool sweaters unobtainable in Canada at any sort of reasonable price.

Church on Sunday was a preference of Janette to take in the pipe organ and choral communion at the Cathedral. The Church was surprisingly well filled, the service classic and traditional in the world wide Anglican sense. In contrast to Hebron in Hyderabad with its commencement at 10.00 and conclusion for the real worshippers at 15.30 this one was over in 1.5 hours.

Delhi Metro: The pride and joy of modern India. Stepping down into the concourse at Connaught Circle is to enter another world which is clean, up to date and efficient. The actual ride is for those used to this kind of transport not so spectacular but for Delhi people the latest wonder as they catch up with urbanizing Asia.

The mix of overhead pylon tracks with underground at the densely populated junctions will be replicated in Bangalore, Hyderabad and other places in the near future. Calcutta was the original happening with a true Underground railway produced over 20 years with much agony and overrunning costs as the swampy nature of the locale has meant producing a type of fibre class insulated tube. But it has been done all with Indian technology. In contrast these later more up to date versions are foreign designed built and owned for the next 30 years.

Delhi is also being promised a new set of buses to replace all the old ones by 2010 which is the Common-wealth Games and so the next target to up grading. Some are already around so it is not an empty promise.

Moti Mahal: Farewell to Moghul Cuisine. For the final happening we decided to go to that epicure’s delight , sit out under the canvas awning and listen to the Quawali singing of the choral group at Moti Mahal one of the revered exponents of Moghul tandooori cuisine located in Old Delhi. We found some like minded friends at the YMCA, Geoff and Pauline Williams who one time were involved in the Christian Literature Crusade bookroom in Mussoorie bazaar. The venture proved to be a little more expensive but the results were very good the food very authentic, the traditional Urdu style quwali singing in semi classic style.