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ODI World Cup


Farce. Still cannit buy me match tickets and looks like when I do it won't be an e-ticket so I'll have to pick it up at Dharamshala/Delhi. Still changing dates and possibly venues two months before the event.

 
Farce. Still cannit buy me match tickets and looks like when I do it won't be an e-ticket so I'll have to pick it up at Dharamshala/Delhi. Still changing dates and possibly venues two months before the event.

Ticket collection in Delhi for the T20 world cup a few years back was tremendous fun. Had to go to a hut down a backstreet in Old Delhi. Once in the queue, we collected a bit of paper. Then joined another queue to get a "one time password". Then joined a third queue where we gave the bit of paper to a bloke, told him our "one time password" and he gave us the tickets.
 
Ticket collection in Delhi for the T20 world cup a few years back was tremendous fun. Had to go to a hut down a backstreet in Old Delhi. Once in the queue, we collected a bit of paper. Then joined another queue to get a "one time password". Then joined a third queue where we gave the bit of paper to a bloke, told him our "one time password" and he gave us the tickets.
Sounds like the check in at their airports :) :)
 
Ticket collection in Delhi for the T20 world cup a few years back was tremendous fun. Had to go to a hut down a backstreet in Old Delhi. Once in the queue, we collected a bit of paper. Then joined another queue to get a "one time password". Then joined a third queue where we gave the bit of paper to a bloke, told him our "one time password" and he gave us the tickets.

Love a bit of grandeur, self-importance and pomposity the Indians. It's a trait they inherited of the British and ramped it up on steroids.
 
Sounds like the check in at their airports :) :)

I went to buy a train ticket at Kandy station in Sri Lanka a few years ago. Walked into the station and there's this horseshoe shaped ticket office with 4 different windows. Walked up to window number 3 and asked for a ticket to Colombo. Bloke says "ha, you are foreigner, you have to go to window number 2 for ticket to Colombo, 1st or 2nd class". Walked up to number 2 and the same bloke who was at number 3 had walked about 6ft across inside the ticket office to number 2 to serve me. Git big grin on his face, "Hello sir, how can I help you?" it was like summat out of a Monty Python sketch.

They absolutely love bureaucracy and rules in that part of the world.



To rub it in I bought a first class ticket and ended up sitting on the floor for 2 hours in a corridor cos there was nee free seats anywhere on the train.
 
I went to buy a train ticket at Kandy station in Sri Lanka a few years ago. Walked into the station and there's this horseshoe shaped ticket office with 4 different windows. Walked up to window number 3 and asked for a ticket to Colombo. Bloke says "ha, you are foreigner, you have to go to window number 2 for ticket to Colombo, 1st or 2nd class". Walked up to number 2 and the same bloke who was at number 3 had walked about 6ft across inside the ticket office to number 2 to serve me. Git big grin on his face, "Hello sir, how can I help you?" it was like summat out of a Monty Python sketch.

They absolutely love bureaucracy and rules in that part of the world.



To rub it in I bought a first class ticket and ended up sitting on the floor for 2 hours in a corridor cos there was nee free seats anywhere on the train.
We upgraded to first class in India for 5 tabs to the inspector on the train :)
 
We upgraded to first class in India for 5 tabs to the inspector on the train :)
😀

We had tickets in first class for a train from Delhi to Agra. Bloke on the platform showed us where to get on. Train pulled out and the ticket inspector comes round. Tells us that we're in the wrong first class. We need to go to the other type of first class, which is about a mile and a half away at the other end of the train. So, we had to cart ourselves and our bags through every carriage inbetween, climbing over people, suitcases, bags of rice, boxes of live chickens etc.
Got to the other first class and it was identical in every possible way.
 
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