The gate is located in Fatehpur Sikri. I am not sure if it is the oldest, but is one of the biggest we have ever seen. When we walked down, people glommed onto us and wouldn’t leave us alone trying to sell us all sorts of stuff. They all have the same story- they say they made it themselves, it is their family business, someone in their family is sick or dying….. A woman I met at a temple said sometimes you just want to stay in your hotel room all day because you haven’t got anymore fight left in you to say, “No, thanks.” “No!” “Please leave my family alone.” “Go away!” But we persevered and fought through each day and saw so much in India.
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