Kolkata Days 6 - 7

We were starting to feel really at home at the hotel. We had laundry drying in the room, we could walk around our quarter without a map, we knew the best place for chai and the cheap place for beer, we'd tried most of the best restaurants (the blog space is too small to show all the places we've been, and Henri begs me to keep it short all the time), the important stuff to see and do, and some locals have begun to recognize us when we pass by -- but we hadn't realized there were other things to see just around the corner from our hotel, and we absolutely had to ride the buses and trams!

On our 6th day, we went east and saw an entirely new face of Kolkata. Not as clean as the rest of the city, but definitely not as dirty as Delhi. There was a small church and a mosque, and since it was a Sunday, lots of weddings too.

Kolkata Days 4 - 5

Day 4 in Kolkata meant going beyond the backpackers' quarter and going a bit south to where the really good food is hiding.

This is our street. Always noisy.

Kolkata Days 1 - 3

Normally, we couldn't be bothered to wake up earlier than 10am unless it's really really important like, say, an earthquake (or a sunrise - Henri. Why are you so serious all the time? - Marj). But we had a train to catch at 9:18 and we needed to catch the bus that supposedly leaves every thirty minutes from Bodhgaya to Gaya.

We caught one at 7:50, which we thought was great, until we realized this bus wouldn't leave until it was full. So it went back and forth the main road, stopping for five to ten minutes in strategic areas, until it was 8:30! We were starting to panic, and we got to the train station at 9: 16! Then we saw the board; our train was rescheduled to 10:50 (11:15 for real - H). Merde. Guess that means we can have breakfast.