Malti Hotel Varanasi
C 31/3, Vidyapith Varanasi, Uttar Pradesh, 221001, India
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The stunnung Taj and chaotic Varanassi
... to learn which we expressed to the owner.
Varanasi is a chaotic but very spiritual city in India. There are public cremations at the burning ghats where you witness family members takes their ashes of their loved ones to the holy waters of the Ganges. Unlike most funerals i have been to the atmosphere is very peaceful unlike the grieving and mourning I am use to - it is like they have accepted their loved ones are no longer with ...
Das Ende Indiens – Varanasi
... machten wir uns auf zu dem angezeigten Bahnsteig … und dann kam ein Zug. Das richtige Abteil zu finden stellt sich hier als nicht einfache Aufgabe heraus, da nicht wirklich viel angeschrieben steht und mit den vollgepackten Rucksäcken durch den Zug zu wandern ist ein Ding der Unmöglichkeit, da einige Abteile mehr als überbesetzt sind. So eilten wir den Bahnsteig entlang und fast schon ein wenig verzweifelt bekamen wir zum Glück noch rechtzeitig ...
Vara … Vara … Varanasi
... stalls who were selling the sacred water pots and the scales that were responsible for weighing the huge piles of wooden blocks for each cremation. A line of families patiently awaited their lost ones turn.
We then spotted a few of the wrapped bodies that were sat in another line just feet away from us, it was such a strange feeling to be watching the process that had previously been explained ...
Oh the Noise
... It took us around an hour to drive the 10km, eventually pulling into a small rickshaw park in the centre. On arrival we were not really sure where to go and our driver just flicked his finger in the general direction he thought we should be taking, so off we went.
We had read a bit about Sarnath that morning and understood that Buddah had come to Sarnath to preach his message of the middle way to Nirvana. He had come here after ...
Attack of the Tout
... us again, sitting next to the driver on his front seat. We were now in a position where we did not trust him but on the other hand we did not trust anyone else either.
It was all a bit too Stockholm syndrome for us to take. At least the auto could move through the dense traffic, ramping up onto the side streets and almost knocking over kids to edge forward. We slowly started to make some progress towards the hotel.
The traffic was bad but ...


