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Agra - Uf ... finally dorwalysmy August to Net-u

A is what to write, because a few days since past.

Recent

hours in Varanasi were at an angle zwidzania Buddhist temple. Turned out to be little curious, but we note from the chronicler's duty.

Barry: A moment of breath after a crowded Varanasi.
Droba: hot, a lot of palm trees and .... behind.
After zwiadzaniu we went to the station, where he surprised We were directed to the waiting room for foreigners. With what is not, moreover, we were very good. This is like waiting for the reserve walking ATMs.

train arrived on time. Rozlokowalysmy Droba noticed in August and Korean, who had Harry Potter glasses. REALLY! It turned out that travels with the girl. They are artists, and their specific perceptions of reality for a long time remained in our memory. Barry passed the his first Indian podryw. She was torn by the train goodies pretty young Hindu, who for the most interesting is the representative of the medical (Poland is big money. We do not know how in India :-)). Ended up exchanging various phone calls and emails. Then
already relaxing in bed with a book in his hand.

We arrived at the place we went to look away. Barry has done an transactions of life. Already after two hours and after changing the three hotels, we had finally home.

Finally, a house is not just any, because of wytargowanym by the Fund for the TV and a price to pay for a piece of the cells in Poland: P.

Droba: I have to admit that the role of a spoiled brat oskarowo comes to me, the role of trying to Kasi satisfy the whims rozbrykanej friend even better. I think that if someone we've recorded, Slumdog Millionaire is no chance.

Barry: the second day the locals (Agra) already know that: we like walking, do not we make big purchases, beaters are no chances that I want wymnienic dollars into rupees, with buying train tickets and many other interesting information. Mainly for example, we are Polish, not Russian-oburzalysmy every time when we attributed to the nationality.

Now a little about where we are ...

Agra - Taj Mahal for Cathy's first impression. This part is her.
Barry: Taj Mahal looks drop-dead. Very hard to describe the sight words. For me, it looked as if it was magically unreal. Though its structure consisted of clouds and soon to disappear - and there is already several hundred years. (For Poultry as fototapeta: P). You must be aware that this is the tomb of Mumtaz Mahal, wife ShahJahana as a monument to the emperor's love for his beloved wife, who died at birth of 14 children (she had only 36 years! 14scioro children?).

Droba: today when I thought about this woman was the only word - poor-She was either pregnant or in childbirth. This is not life. It's a nightmare. Even as great a monument not give her the rest of life. Of course, if the emperor had no obsession about her, because according to me it was not love, it's not created by the Taj Mahal. Then we went to a ghost town Faterpur Sikri opusczonego due to lack of water. Built by Emperor Akbar as it is on the Jodhaa-y. Because while the emperor was a very tolerant wife took a three every other religion: Hindu, Muslim and chrzesciajanke. For each of Faterpur Sikri built a house. The whole city can see the symbols of all three religions. It is a beautiful and magical place. Of course, besides the three wives he held there, also about 320 lover: P.

At the end we went to the fort of Agra, where he died trapped by the son of Shahjahan, who is built by the present: P before the Taj. So much history ...

Now we go to the hotel because Barry Jonczy that I bite mosquitoes and poultry in August want to drink. The spikes on it until now nothing today. Not wywinelysmy.

But before yesterday Droba sung in Tuk Tuk Bollywood songs with a driver and guide, and last night did not Droba and creatively agrgat generator: P bre behind the window so as to drown out the famous, bargain tv: P

Tomorrow we go to Delhi and did not know how to netem. It may already our last post before returning.