President Hotel Patna

I think this hotel is an ideal hotel to stay during your trip .Because,it has convenient location to visit the wonderful landscapes. And also the hotel provides various facilities for meet the travellers needs. Thanks for recommendation! IT solution

... trip to Gaya took around 4 hrs (we had been on the road about 36hrs by this point) and there was a nice bloke on the bus who treated us to a nice cup of tea and sorted us out with a rickshaw when we got to Gaya which would then take us to our final destination (for now at least), a place called bodhgaya, where the original Buddha gained enlightenment, apparently. We were hoping this be a reasonably gentle introduction to India.

... we are... The horns were honking away, the smog thickened, people were yelling at each other, and there was a traffic jam. Incredible India! So we made it to the bus station but would have a few hours to kill before our bus finally arrived at 1:00pm. We were excited to see it was a nice big Volvo AC / sealed window bus. We soon found out the bus had AC at some point in time, but just not now. Being the dry season of India at ...

... of) exists there - this one was grown from a cutting from one in Sri Lanka, which was grown from a cutting of the original. So they say. The temple is way larger than I expected - it was hard to take it all in, especially when being asked by child monks for money (I've noticed a theme during my time in India). The city also has a lot of temples from all over the world, with Tibetan, Chinese, Japanese, Thai, Vietnames, and ...

... got up aroudn 5 am for a brecky stop, and when Malwina reached into her little napsack to get soem eye drops out, she foudn our camera and IPOD were missing! During the night, someone must have opened the bag, and taken out the stuff that was valuable, and closed the bag and put it back. we knew exactly who it was. There was a guy who made a point of sleeping on the ground at the very back of the bus. During the few moments that we slept, he must have discretely gone through ...

... meme journee, de les aider avec de la nourriture ou quelques roupies. La misere est omnipresente, et difficile a accepter. A Varanasi, qui est une des villes les plus saintes de l Inde, regne une ambiance particuliere, rencontree nulle part ailleurs. Plusieurs gens viennent y mourir, pour arreter le cycle des reincarnations. Les cremations (nous vivions au burning ghat!) se font toutes la journee et le spectacle est penible a regarder. Sans parler ...

... a woman and didn't want to give them the wrong impression. It seems that boys and girls rarely socialize here-- even if I was "married" to Blake, they didn't quite know what to make of me. India definitely has the worst gender relations (and the most visually obvious disparities-- there are no women on the streets!) than any of the counties we've been to. Anyway, we're in Patna until 10 pm, when we catch the train to Kolkata. We'll be inside the train station by 8, don't worry. More later.

... connected with what makes it fascinating and beautiful. It is the most vulgar, vile and filthy place that we have been yet. Still it is also the most sanctified, spiritual and holy. Layers upon layers of the putrid and purfumed smells are caught in its streets. Sewage flows over the sidewalks floating garbage around cowshit and spit. The heat gave me blisters on the back of my hands. Amongst all of this however ...

... then at about 10.30pm he came back and said he wanted them locked for his family's own safety!!! I tried explaining that it wasn't safe to lock us out but he started shouting and ranting and raving about the safety of his family. FREAKSHOW!!! They'd even locked the front with big iron gates!! So that ended our plans for party noodles. We sat in our room with Meg drinking a bottle of red we'd brought in from Nepal. What a sucky new year. Hope it's not an omen......

... my own bunk room in sleeper, non-A/C. Sounds okay, but since it has been booked out to other people, who actually belong there, I spend the night with angry people banging at the door. Thrilling. When I finally get off the train at the Patna station, I have made a firm decision. Luxury. I get an auto rickshaw driver to take me to the Maurya Patna Hotel. There, I pay way more than $60US but when I see the bathroom, a state of ...