Thursday, 24 March 2011

Agra


New Delhi Railway Station, 5am.


First Class


Meals on wheels, I also had cornflakes with hot milk amongst other things.



Fanciest grid yet, for Louis and Betsy.


These Mughals loved their arches.


A pink balaclava, in this heat?


Burial procession, apparently this was someone who had lived past 90, extra shiny and noisy.


A portable bathtub for a queen - portable by elephants.


Baby Taj, when you've seen one Mughal tomb you've seen them all - I saw 5.


These urchins asked for money, chocolate and soap, in that order.


Tundla station, I wouldn't be surprised if you could smell the washroom!


The three hour wait wasn't so bad, apart from the stench, I had knitting, my favourite biscuits and South Riding on the ipod. Of course everyone wanted to know about the knitting.


The station was full of birds, what a racket.


Tundla station 8pm, the only woman on the platform, they were staring hard so I thought I'd take a photo.


Bed for the night.


My view, lots of snoring.


Varanasi 6.30am, they still use hooks to handle the bales of goods - like the old dockers of about 50 years ago.

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