Overnight to Varanasi on the Shiv Ganga express. Boarding was a flurry of people getting over-size baggage into the tiny compartment and stowed under the bottom bunks. The family on the bottom bunks had extended family visiting from elsewhere in the train. At one stage I counted 15 people in the compartment. We were on the top bunks so we just hid in our perches and watched the passing show and listened to the sound of a language that that we understand nothing of.
All the boarding and organizing was done with a false sense of urgency and then left us with 30 minutes to go before departure. Using the time available, Abrie and I headed off down the platform in search of bananas and water, leading us to the Standard Class of the train. It's great that they call it Standard Class, avoiding the rather denigrating 3rd class that we have.
All the boarding and organizing was done with a false sense of urgency and then left us with 30 minutes to go before departure. Using the time available, Abrie and I headed off down the platform in search of bananas and water, leading us to the Standard Class of the train. It's great that they call it Standard Class, avoiding the rather denigrating 3rd class that we have.
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