Arrived in Varanasi after an overnight train journey in an air conditioned coach which was barely above freezing. That really didn't do my cold much good. Nor would the Varanasi rain. I was pissing down - hard!
I made straight for the pre paid taxi booth, it being the most sensible option however as the taxi guys wrote their own tickets I still managed to get ripped off, but hey i got to ride in a now rare and lovely old Ambassador cab.
The hotel took some finding and also required a short walk along the usual fetid lanes. It's a basic place much to my liking. What I really needed was a bed to rest my weary cold ridden head as snot was dripping from my nose as if it was a leaky tap.
When the rain did eventually stop Varanasi was back to it's crazy chaotic self and that's for the next post
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