AGRA, India — Corny as it may seem, I was ready to immerse myself in all that is the Taj Mahal.
Having come halfway around the world makes one appreciate travel’s unknown and surprising experiences, but there was also something to be said for seeing the main attractions. It’s just not all I wanted to visit.
While the closest I was able to get the night I arrived in Agra from New Delhi was the rooftop restaurant called the Taj Cafe, an early-morning hike from my hotel to the world-famous monument got me my ticket.
One curiosity — which made perfect sense factoring in the relative affluence of anyone able to travel here from abroad vs. the average per capita income of local residents — was the tiered pricing: One for Indians, and a higher price for foreigners. But it was all good.
I queued up, bought my ticket and stood on line to enter.