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Being in Varanasi during the summer months will probably give an experience of what is it like to be a cake in an oven. Although it can get windy sometimes, one would rather don't wish for this as the winds would bring in more heat. There were several times where I just got giddy after walking in the sun for 10mins and I have to seek relief by hiding in the shade.

If it was really that hot during summer, how do the locals deal with it? An easy answer would be to assume that they simply got conditioned to it (maybe some of them had no choice since they cannot afford to get away). Perhaps, life just has to go on and people go around with their usual business with their scarfs to shield themselves from the burning sun. However, they try to lose heat by drinking a lot of water. Roadside stalls selling refrigerated (cold) water replicate like horny mosquitoes during summer; at least 1 stall can be found at the main streets. These stalls would have metal containers (often with a lemon on it) filled with water. A glass of water would cost around Rs2 (S$0.08) - it is really a cheap way to cool down.

After spending 3 inspiring days here, I boarded the Marudhar Express (12 hours) to Agra for Taj Mahal on sleeper class (Rs263, or S$9.74). It was not as comfortable as compared to the 3rd Class AC train that I took previously but comfort is hardly an excuse here for not having a real Indian Railways experience (i.e. seater or sleeper class though I think I will die if I take do an overnight on seater class). After the train started moving, the cabin became cooler as ventilation improved.

Midway through the journey, I started having diarrhea that would torture me till I got back home (that was 5 days later!). You can imagine how I managed to balance myself in the carriage toilet (while the train was moving) at 3am as I was doing my "thing". Shit (literally) happens.

   
Simply had to cool down with all those walking (in the hot sun); downed 2 bottles of Coke (Rs12 or S$0.44) at Chandan Restuarant. Just read the contents of a newspaper and it reported that the day before also hit 43 Degrees Clesius. Think I am really melting here.

I am just waiting for time to pass while I took a picture of myself at Man Mandir Ghat.
I was at Man Mandir Ghat and I saw this boy carrying a kettle (with a charcoal stove attached to keep it warm) of milky froth. This is really Chai on the move.

Saw this interesting sign at Varanasi Junction train station. I am not exactly sure what it means in the context of Indian Railways since there is only one agency to choose from when we talk about travelling by trains.

Wyattwang.com at the Varanasi Junction Train Station. Wanted to do it but another train was approaching real fast and I did not really like the idea of everybody staring at me.
Front view of the 30m red sandstone Gateway on the south side of Taj Mahal which is inscribed with Quran verses.
wyattwang.com doing it in front of Taj Mahal!

I am finally here (though I am still having my toilet runs)!
Did I just see my Mini-Me doing it in front of Taj Mahal?
While the locals will leave their shoes on the shoe racks, the foreigners will wear a shoe cover over their footware (reminds me of the time when I went to a semiconductor plant) when they entered into the center structure of Taj Mahal.

I suppose these are the benefits enjoyed when a foreigner pays more than 37 times than what a local need to pay to see the Taj.

Climbing up the stairs for the Taj with the glaring summer sun.
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