Today Stuart and I left Delhi behind us and headed towards the ancient city of Agra, home of the famous, the marvellous, the stunning seventh wonder of the modern world - The Taj Mahal.
We had barely been in Agra five minutes before we ventured out to try and find it. It was easy enough though, we just followed the crowds. The Taj Mahal has 2 million visitors every year. So we took our place with them in the queue.
Once at the front we paid for our tickets (foreign visitors price) and ventured in. Well, dear reader, it was worth every moment of the wait. Every rupee. On first view, it actually took our breath away. Pictures can’t really convey quite what an amazing sight it was. Simply stunning.
Furiously white, it seemed to float in the air.
The Taj Mahal means "Crown of the Palace" and is an ivory-white marble mausoleum on the south bank of the Yamuna river. It was commissioned in 1632 by the Mughal emperor, Shah Jahan, to house the tomb of his favourite wife, Mumtaz Mahal. The tomb is the centrepiece of a 42-acre complex, which includes a mosque and a guest house, and is set in formal gardens bounded on three sides by a crenellated wall.
Naturally we took a lots and lots of photographs, not least recreating the famous “Princess Diana” pose much to the onlooking crowd’s amusement.