After our last breakfast on the amazing rooftop of Puja Guesthouse, we were sad to say goodbye to the view out over Varanasi and the Ganges. As we sat up there we felt lost in the atmosphere of the ancient city, and found ourselves wondering if a lifetime here would ever unlock the secrets of thousands of years gone by.
At the train station we asked at the Tourist office for help in finding our platform and Adam was told: "see that long of people at the office, go around them, find the side door, go in and ask the man in charge what platform your train leaves from." That's exactly what Adam did and seconds later we were wandering towards our train, found our names on the paper hanging beside the door on the train and marvelled at how organised it all was - something we never thought we'd say about India.
We got on the train for our 19 hour ride and after a few cups of chai our train finally left, only 10 minutes late. We were surprised at how empty the train was and kept waiting for the crowds of people that never came. At each station Liv would panic as Adam jumped off to search for food or chai - he managed on several occasions to return with delicious, cheap treats that sustained us for the journey.
Around 10pm we finally got into our beds, and set in for a night of shivering away in the freezing cold, with only our cotton sleeping sacks for cover! This cold is something we were totally unprepared for, and think we might have to get a blanket for our other train journeys in the North.
Adlibing trains and chai.
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
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