the last time i took a train in india.

early morning, waiting for my train at this small station.

at noon, arrived in kolkata, the giant city i arrived in the first day. Howrah station was its name.

inside the howrah station

the concourse, big as a maze. but i was rather familiar with it this time

a tunnel connected to the ferry dock.

took a boat to the other side of the river, where the downtown was. boat fare 25naira.

the gargantuan steel bridge.

secured a fan room in a safe hotel. 18000naira for 3 nights.

i would like to sleep in the multiple room, but there were indians and bangladeshi. i did not want to share a room with them.

roaming in the nearby night market

raw chicken for sale. rupef160 , 800naira for one whole chicken

ice cream cart. but the water from which the cream was made could be dubious. so i did not buy any.

i looked for half an hour, and in a expat area i finally found a shop for beer. 300 naira. local brand, only this brand for sale.

bracelets for women, especially wives. husbands would buy . the older a wife is, the more she wears.

my dinner, i literally drank the 2liter water to the last drip. too hot then.

the street sight many different shops

a chinese restaurant, with some haggard asian guys who must suffer a lot from the unfamiliar subcontinental heat

a mizzle before night denoted an easier sleep tonight.

end of day 27

too hot, had to sleep on ground.

woke up at 3am. lied on the ground waiting for the sunrise, which was at 5am (very early, due to the unitary time zone of india based on the delhi zone, which was 2 hours actually later than kolkata ) .

woke up the hotel staff and went out to have a stroll.

walked to the flower market under the bridge. walked about 40minutes. marked down the route on google in the hotel before i went, no sim card for my phone, no internet outside for me.

it was the market after crossing this track

flower market

all sorts of flowers

for gods mainly.

man sleeping in an old temple with smoke and lots of flowers.

early people getting teeth brushed and defecating on the riverside. human feces all over the ground. natural food for birds.

morning bathing

a nearby GLADIATOR/wrestler training camp.

they wanted me to pay to take photos, attitude quite rude , viewed me suspiciously and ensured that i would not snap a photo.

but they did not stop an indian who took photos.

later a mother and a daughter from UK came, the indian wrestlers wriggled their heads like a bunch of flattering dogs, volleying out all sweet words to invite them to enjoy a performance of wrestling, with a pittance paying of 500rupee equivalent to 2500naira.

but this pair of whites were not idiotic walking ATM machines. they declined.

actually, i would pay, if they behaved politely to me earlier.

antics of warm-up, big paunch

climbed up the bridge

what a mastering view