That day I was very clear that none of the three could make a living as a pythoness. Let's recap. We arrived in India with a wave of polar cold and an incredible fog, which was causing train delays of up to 30 hours. The previous days, we were discussing possible ways to go from Varanasi to Agra Without taking more than one day. In the end, as the day before we had seen that there was not so much fog, we sentence that the day of Marras surely there would be no fog. Well, when we got up and went out to the balcony, nothing could be seen. Not only was there fog, but it was also the day with more fog than the three of us who had been there. Perfect!
We went down to breakfast with calm, because for that morning we only planned to wander through the old town of Varanasi and collect provisions for the long train journey that awaited us. During breakfast, we talked with other guests who had come from Agra to Varanasi and had taken forever to arrive. But at this point nothing could be done.
After breakfast, we wandered around galis from Varanasi, narrow and labyrinthine streets. It was soon, with hardly any people on the street, and that left a somewhat strange picture. Orient by galis It is not as complicated as it may seem at first glance. Basically you have to locate the name of a hotel or restaurant near where you want to go and the ads that are painted on the walls guide you.
For the first time on the trip, we took the opportunity to look at stores. In general, what could be found was dog-flute clothes, cushion covers, bedspreads and silver jewelry. Varanasi is known for the quality of its saris silk and, in fact, I recommend that if you want to buy a sari Do it there, because that is where I saw the most beautiful of the whole trip. I did not buy it thinking that later I would find more and I regretted it a lot.
You can find many shops of saris on Dasaswamedh Street. The cheapest fabrics cost about Rs 300 per 7 meters. However, in stores you only sell the fabric and then you have to go to a dressmaker to make your blouse and petticoat (petticoat that is worn underneath and where the fabric is hooked). It usually takes a day, but if you're in a hurry, they can do it all in a few hours (paying a little more).
At that time we did not know what had to be done, but in a shop in the old town we found fabrics saris and, apart, already made blouses. They were not of the same fabric as the sari, but you could always find a similar one. In the Sai Silk & Silver Jeweler we find very nice clothes and saris. The bad thing is that, being a tourist shop, you had to haggle (in normal stores you don't usually haggle). The lord of the store taught us more or less how he put on the sari and in the end we got two with two blouses for 700 rupees each (€ 11.5).
With the purchase made, we went to Dasaswamedh Street. There we took the opportunity to buy fruit and some potatoes and chocolates, but we were surprised that everything had expired for weeks, and in the end we did not buy anything. Then, hours later, when I bought again at the station, I realized that everything that was foreign brand was expired and I was very sad to think that what we do not want, multinationals send it to the poor ... outrageous .
It was almost noon and we decided to eat at the German Bakery, a very touristy restaurant with food from all over Asia that includes a bakery. The place is a bit shabby and full of tourists. To eat we ask Biryani with chicken, vegetarian rice and chicken tandoori. It took forever to serve us and each dish came out with a difference of 15 minutes, so in the end we decided to share the food. The chicken was fine, but it didn't quite convince us and at that moment we decided to become vegetarian for the rest of the trip.
In the same German Bakery, we decided to order some sandwiches for dinner and lunch on the train. The bread they have there is in style baguette and it is not bad, although the content of the snacks was a little scarce we asked them not to put anything vegetable. In the bakery they had brownies and chocolate cheesecakes that looked very good, so we decided to buy some portions for the road. Honestly, it seemed that we were gathering supplies as if we had to face a natural catastrophe.
Before returning to the hotel, we pass by the Ganpati Guest House to greet a friend of a friend from Sonia. His name was Ravi and, apart from being a musician, he has a music school in the same Guest House. The pity is that we went to see him with very little time, since soon we had to go to the train station, but before leaving we made a demonstration of percursion and even gave private lessons to Sonia.