We are staying in this amazing hotel in the middle of an area in Delhi called Pahar Ganj. it is filled with everything beautiful and not beautiful made in India and is an absolute shoppers heaven . BUT it is congested and dirty and filled with strange dread locked, tattooed, floaty foreigners and hard selling Kashmiri men.Some of these floaty foreigners are old, seriously old, they look as if they came here in the sixties and just stayed......
My posh Delhi friends refuse to visit me here.
The hotel we are staying in is called the Jyoti Mahal and is simply beautiful. When one steps through the front doors it is as if you are in a private palace of gentle beauty and calm. Nothing is extremely glamorous but there is just such a wonderful atmosphere of calm and rest that it is for sure the hotel of choice to stay in for myself and so many of my friends when we come to Delhi .
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| lush and pretty |
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| hand carved wooden light |
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| love the opulence of the fabrics |
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| more opulence |
The story is that a South African designer, by name of Janine, has re decorated the restaurant on the roof. She is unfortunately so aloof that even though i greet her, she ignores me and i can therefor not substantiate this rumour.... BUT it is breathtakingly gorgeous at night .
The story is that a South African designer, by name of Janine, has re decorated the restaurant on the roof. She is unfortunately so aloof that even though i greet her, she ignores me and i can therefor not substantiate this rumour.... BUT it is breathtakingly gorgeous at night .
