Thursday, July 28, 2011

Beginnings of New Branches

Squish, as my boot sinks in the mud between the roadways.
Rattles as I run acros the pebbles lining the track bed.
And a hop onto the platform.

Into a bunk, some dinner and rest.

Morning and the rattling continues.

Evening and the shaking doesn't stop.

Morning and we Disembark.

A quick zip down a road, after bargaining in this sacred realm.

Dropped off arbitrarily, a wandering walk to a temple to find a place to sleep.

Unload my burdens to prepare for wandering.

Walking around, ignoring call for rides.

Chance upon the Zen temple, peace and place found.

A bit more wandering to the Bodhi tree, to bask in the shade where the Buddha found his way.

Hawkers all around, spit and garbage flying everywhere.

Ticket to the beginning is purchased from a man who believes the clammer with a discussion with one whom thinks they are god.

New plans hatched after the evening at the Zen temple.

Sleep silently.

A bit more arguing with the man who listens to the clammer as he was quite the dishonest man.

Auto rickshaw ride to the train, bit of a rush, but no need as the train was delayed.

Waiting longer 5 hours late train.

Crazy people, drove from europe in a VW bus, but friendly.

Train finally arrives, fear that my ticket wont be accepted.

Mostly nice people, no problems with where I sit.

Time for an auto ride, I join up with the friendly crazies.

After leaving them behind, off to Sarnath.

The driver quoted me a price, but one which he would not honor.

Much argument ensued.

Sleeping in an empty dorm for 20, nice.

First thing in the morning off to the Japanese temple, peaceful bliss and familial presence.

At the temple, peace was in the air and children playing.

Lunch with everyone, served by the temple, simple yet filling.

Wandering around Sarnath.

Depressing zoo and park, but ancient ruins all around.

Something special in the air, peacefulness.

Helping to back some bread, attending temple prayer.

Utter silent and peaceful sleep.

Off to the train through the stench of Varanasi, off back to delhi to fly away.

With an argument whether my bill was okay.

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