Hotel Windsor Patna
Exhibition Road Patna, Bihar, 800 001, India
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Varanassi to Patna (refuelling stop)
... was just to refuel and get out clearances, should have been quite short. Patrick went off to pay ATC fees and left me to oversee the refuelling, helped by two young
engineers from the flying club – our handlers. The refuelling was accomplished without any delay. However, the clearances did take almost1.5 hrs to come through following numerous 'phone calls.
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9 hole fever
... walked for a good hour and a half, probably around 10, 12 kilometres from the station and took a left to find ourselves on the steps of Mahatma Ghandi Ghat, where the city was already wide awake. People were knee-deep in the murky rivers of the black Ganga, beating their clothes against the rocks evenly spaced along the steps, slap slap slap, banter echoing in the darkness, everything muted all around as more people turned up on bicycles, to jump into the ...
Anarchy on the roads
... is able to operate the vehicle and drive a straight line, they pass their test. There seems to be few rules on the road; right of way is given to the most persistent, usually the one with the loudest horn. Drivers are meant to drive on the left, but this is not always respected if it is more convenient to drive on the other side of the road. The same goes for ...
Trip of Death
... the next bus across the Indian border where the roads / trains would be open. The bus would leave at 6am the next morning. To get to the bus we would have to take a horse buggy for 30mins to the main highway. At 5am the next morning the tour agents father joined us on the horse buggy into town to make sure we found the right bus. Travel timer: 5 hours One bus ride and 2 long Chai stops later we arrived in Birganj, Nepal on ...
I Can't Believe It's Not Buddha ('s Bodhi Tree).
There isn't much to say about Varanasi, the city where Hindus walk down the ghats (aka stairs?) to bathe in the Ganges. Not much nice to say anyway. Of every place I've been in the world this was the one that was most filled with people trying to make a rupee anyway they could. Once I stepped outside my door I wasn't able to have a moment alone. Someone was always trying to show me their shop, sell me a postcard, give me ...


