| In 2006, I rode a luxury train from Mumbai to Siliguru and from there to Darjeeling. The luxury only lasted during the night; in day time we were out walking the streets with everyone else. India is an incredible experience; some good and some bad but not to be missed. A vast canvass of sights and sounds and smells. My favorite picture is the man in the blue robe; there he was waving to the train as we moved by at sixty miles per hour. |
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