Jon and I had plans to meet up with Ashish again today and go over some details of a potentially awesome road trip to the North East. We made it as far as the south side mall and overindulged in Subway and ice-cream. Subway has some crazy sauces here, like mint mayonnaise. Once again, getting hold of Ashish was a problem and we ran out of time before we could meet him so we took a hot taxi ride back to Sudder Street, picked up our bags and said fair well to the boys at the tea shop before we headed for the train station. It was a 15 minute walk and 4 rupee ferry boat ride across the water. Howrah train station was like a condensed version of the city- complete pandemonium. Very entertaining for us, who got there three hours early and sat in the cafeteria, eating veg wraps and watching the people move. Jonny said it best; There is no order in India.
We were staying in the sleeper car of the train. We'd been told by a few sources that it was smelly and that rats n' roaches were also frequent passengers. But all three of us found it to be pretty alright. There were lots of funny food vendors that walked up n' down the aisles and a guy with a gruff cartoonish voice that walked from the front to the back of the train selling "Chai, chai, chai" for the entire 14 hour duration of the ride. It's been said that India changes in one form or another every 100km, and as the train pushed hard to the north we began to notice a difference in the simplicity of life between the two major cities. I set up by the open window, put the music in my ear and let it run.
Read Day 5
We were staying in the sleeper car of the train. We'd been told by a few sources that it was smelly and that rats n' roaches were also frequent passengers. But all three of us found it to be pretty alright. There were lots of funny food vendors that walked up n' down the aisles and a guy with a gruff cartoonish voice that walked from the front to the back of the train selling "Chai, chai, chai" for the entire 14 hour duration of the ride. It's been said that India changes in one form or another every 100km, and as the train pushed hard to the north we began to notice a difference in the simplicity of life between the two major cities. I set up by the open window, put the music in my ear and let it run.
Read Day 5
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