Magical 350 year old TAJ MAHAL at sunrise
July 1st 2008 NAMASTE again.
Arrived in Agra throught the caotic market at 8pm. Hordes of rickshaws, motos, people, animals, and cars, noisy as ever with the loud, incessant blowing of horns, including the one from our driver Raju. Everytime he enters a town, he starts blowing the horn constantly.
I requested to go to a certain hotel, and Raju said "It is too far, out of town". Seconds later, Amanda poin
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