Varanasi: City of life, death, and everything in between
April 3rd 2007 We made it to Varanasi in the morning of March 26th, after a very long 42 hours on a train from Mamallapuram. Kerstin, Jeff and I befriended an Austrian guy (Pavel) on the way, and the four of us decided to get a hotel together in town. We'd read in our guidebook that Varanasi was literally the worst place in India for touts, and any attempt to make it our hotel of choice by simply asking a ricksh
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