Usually while consulting I stay in extremely nice 5star hotels. This trip to Delhi was a personal trip for my own clothing line. (Shameless Plug) We figured what the hell, backpackers stay in these $10 a night places all the time, and the Sweet Dream Inn has great reviews online- let’s try something new.

The room wasn’t bad. Standard tiny room with a bed, a private bathroom, and clean enough. Clean for India standards.

Below is a video of the outside of the hostel. The hostel was situated at the end of a tiny alley that branched off many times from the main road. I would describe the walk there like The Labyrinth meets Garbage Pail Kids.

Notice all of the electrical wires and heaps of garbage. A few feet down from where I was standing there was a small open alcove with a dirt floor about the size of a telephone booth. That was a public “restroom”, needless to say the entire alley stunk.

In our room there was a teeny, tiny window. The first thing I did was open the window and attempt to see if I could fit out. The window looked out into another alley that was about a meter wide, filled with, yes you guessed it, electrical wires and garbage. Will yelled at me that the A.C. was on and wanted to know why I was halfway dangling out the window. I explained to him that with all the wires and garbage I wanted to make sure we had an escape route if there was a fire. I deduced that I was able to fit out the window and he would be a tight squeeze so maybe we should have a light dinner. A firey electrical fire in Delhi was not the way I was planning on leaving this earth. Not today death, not today.