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Trip Start Feb 26, 2010
371Trip End Feb 26, 2011
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After a mean Veg Thali for 30 rupees we head off to the train station and the train is waiting for us when we get to the platform. Unfortunately our seats are not together and this time we are in Second Class (non air-conditioned)
Within 5 minutes the train was heaving and I mean heaving. The luggage could not fit on etc. It wasn’t the people that horrified Erica, it was the hundreds of cockroaches that were running around the floors, all over the seats, your feet, on peoples backs in front of you etc. She hit full panic attack mode and the whole train just watched this neurotic women have a full on fit. The nice man next to me kept picking them up and throwing them out of his window for her but she still wasn't happy. After about 2 hours the cockroaches seem to find hiding places but Erica still sat for a whole 5 hours scanning the floor, her clothes and her chair constantly, even when I would tap her on the leg to speak to her she would jump out of her seat thinking it was a cockroach. Funnily enough we managed to sit together which meant a group of 5 men got split up int a 3 and two single seats. They wanted to swap so we had the window so they could all talk, Miss neurotic had to have the aisle seat as there were more bugs on the wall so we resisted. I asked a lady behind to translate, I confused her terribly and two minutes later she confirmed her mother did not want to sit in the seat with all the bugs so we could not swap with her. I think something was lost in translation.
I got chatting to the man next to me via sign language about the crops and the villages, it all had a major whiff of the Chris Stephenson about it, much to Erica's amusement
I also had in Chris Stephenson style written down all the stations and times on a piece of A4 and was advising my friends at each station how late we were. News soon passed around and I was the most popular man on the train with everyone passing around my bit of paper (Erica argued they were trying to crack the code of my handwriting but it must have been clear as everyone understood.
As the train pulled in to Haridwar carnage ensued as everyone grabbed their bags off the top rails. Opposite us a suitcase dropped on top of a mother and her small child which was really quite bad. An old couple approached me to tell me to be careful as there were so many pickpockets. The train station was mentally hectic and we headed straight out to try and get a rickshaw to our hotel that we booked before we came away. The only thing available was a cycle rickshaw so I asked eggsy if she fancied that as we hadn't been in one yet
We then walked for about 15 minutes completely lost at night in a strange place until we found an auto-rickshaw. On the back of a motor vehicle it took us 20 minutes to get to our gaff. When we arrived we were just in stitches about the poor guy trying to move a brute of a man a Lady a 20KG bag and a 14 KG bag using a one gear pedal bike. That's the great thing about Eggsy and I we can hate each other in such circumstances briefly but after the event we can't stop laughing about it. On a trip like this you can NEVER lose your sense of humour.
At night Haridwar was beautiful, very Glastonburyesque in a way, all the campsites and tents lit up. Lights all across the rivers, campsites and ghats, the statues of Shiva lit up, it was really stunning and everywhere was so busy. We finally felt like we had arrived in India. I always imagined I would instantly fall in love with India, in Delhi I didn't, however she is starting to look beautiful.
We arrived at Ginger and decided to head to the internet bit to catch up on blogging, I suggested I would try and find someone that spoke English to talk about what is going on at the Mela. We entered the room and there are only 2 pc's. We said hello to the young man on the other computer, lo and behold he answered back in strong mancunian accent. Strangely enough he was from Manchester and of Indian decent. More strangely, after a while chatting we learned that he was here with his family who owned a wholesale fashion business 50 yards from where Erica used to work. Such a small world eh! Anyway he gave us loads of good information about the area and what was going on. Result.