Ganges River: Varanasi India: 01/10/2011
I got a break from working THE brick bar, so a great friend of mine and I took out for Nepal & India for a month-long journey that made Fear & Loathing in Las Vegas look like grandma’s cherry pie. It was a trip that could never be repeated, there is no going back for a 2nd run no matter how much we want to live the dream.
It can never repeat itself never ever no matter how hard I want to believe each and every bus ride in the world can equal to sitting on top of the bus for hours. Visiting all the places, fighting all the cows.
“FUCK THE COWS!”
Eating only mimosa, drinking only India chia and a few Thum Up Cola. Incredible India for days is what made India ….. India. Hooking up with Japanese girls, midnight hitchhiking, drugs, and so much more.
We made it to Varanasi for a few nights. I believe we came indirectly from the Nepal border, which was an adventure in itself. This towering city along the banks of the Gange River is where one can see everything! Trash, dead bodies, shamans, tourist, people swimming, animals bathing.
So much in this country. So much. There is nothing like India. Minus the uncontrolled trash problem and the mass amount of humans. It’s a heavenly place.
This is some stuff that we gathered on the road between stops for other stuff. Keep in mind, alcohol was the hardest drug to find throughout India, unless tourist area, but there is always that one shop that one person to help a person out.