We're now in Rishikesh... further north, in the foothills of the Himalaya and closer to the mouth of the river Ganga. It was a teary eyed goodbye in Varanasi followed by a 24-hour train ride, an hour tuk-tuk (auto-rikshaw), and a lovely boat ride accross the river to the Guest House we stayed in three years ago.
It's still very much India, and very much the Ganga... and yet vastly different here from where we spent the last three weeks. Where Varanasi is old, dense, grimy, thick, traditional, ancient, filled with the smoke of burning bodies from the funeral pyres, and traversed by those seeking awakening through the mundane... Rishikesh is newer, clean, spacious, fresh, and filled with the sounds of chanting, and traversed by those seeking awakening through perfection. We love both.
Our visit in Varanasi was one of visiting ancient temples, bonding with a family, and coasting along calm waters in a row boat. Our visit in Rishikesh is one of sitting by and dipping in the faster and colder water of the same river, drinking Indian style coffee (lots of cardamom and sugar!), and taking long walks alongside the cutest cows ever.
More to come, with photos we hope!
Love,
Michael and Kaya
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