The main Ghat.
More bathers.
There are always lots of washer wallahs along the river, beating their clothes on stones then spreading them out on the steps to dry.
And still more bathers.
Our boatman.
A smaller Burning Ghat.
For most Hindu's bathing in the Ganges is part of a religious ritual.
The boat launch area at Assi Ghat near our hotel.
A really pretty temple. After our river ride we ate a lovely breakfast at the hotel , checked out, stored our bags at the train station and headed for the narrow alleys of the old section of town.
They are only wide enough for motorcycles...and cows of course.
A main street.
Lots of food stalls.
And two adorable (very dirty) children selling flowers.
The man peeking over the rim was a soldier helping guard that alley which holds the Golden Temple (there are many more soldiers inside) which has terrorist scares. He pulled down his face mask when I asked him if I could take his photo.
After our walk we took cycle rickshaws back to the train station.
They are an excellent way to cruise along the streets at a slow pace and really see what's going on.
A roadside restaurant.
And a monkey on the roof.
The busy Varanasi train station.
We boarded the overnight train to Agra and Barb made herself comfortable on her top bunk.
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