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Day trip to Varanasi

FRANCE | Saturday, 1 January 2011 | Views [458]

Morning tuk-tuk ride through dusty streets and busy vegetable markets.  
Carts piled high with cauiliflowers, and fat chewy peas which we have  
had often for dinner these days. Delicious Gobi Mattar. Four nervous  
cows blocked the road, then one got its head under a truck and backed  
off in serious alarm which caused a stampede uncomfortably close to  
our open-sided vehicle.
Arriving in the old city we wandered down to the river, at last buying  
one of the dayglo orange/yellow scarves that I have been admiring  
since we arrived in India.  Had a 3 rupee cup of tea from a disposable  
clay cup ( guide book warns that chai wallahs near the river wash the  
glasses with river water:-) Then we took a beautiful spacious boatride  
along the famous ghats with our guide pointing out all the old  
Maharaja palaces from each state along the banks. He also recognised  
which state all the various boatloads of pilgrims were from. The  
Ganges is the first water in the world. It sprang from the spot where  
Shiva placed his trident.
Walking through the narrow streets beyond the burning ghats is  
entering another world. No sense of direction, or order.  How can so  
many sweet shops make a living so close to one another? What do all  
the wandering cows eat? Why do the men pee everywhere? And, more  
urgently, where do women pee?  Eventually we emerged onto a main  
thoroughfare and spotted a 'smart' hotel- well it had a sign in  
English, marble stairs and a reception area. The toilet had seen  
better days but we were grateful to find one.
Then the luxury of a rickshaw ride, feeling like a moviestar as you  
watch the sights go by and small children and shopkeepers wave and  
call out to you. Delicious cashew nut curry with naan at a restaurant  
catering to the variety of westerners in town and serving the best  
apple cake we have found!
After a brief foray into the hippie shops of Assi ghat we took another  
hair-raising rickshaw journey home to our Jain guest house in Sarnath  
where we are so well looked after. Two buckets of hot water later we  
sit on the roof drying our hair and reading.

 

 

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