Among the many travelogues that Xueluo has seen, most of them are described as sacred, as if you can cleanse your soul when you come here, and you can see through the red dust at a glance of the Ganges. What you see when the snow falls www.biquge.info is almost a chaotic place with no planning, no rules, and no rules. The thousand-year-old city is true, but there is excrement and garbage everywhere.

Thousands of temples are true, but the streets and alleys along the way are filled with shops that attract tourists. Maybe you can really make friends with saints and worship Shiva here, but as a traveler you will meet more liars and beggars, and maybe Hindu believers really believe that by bathing in the Ganges and drinking Ganges water can wash away their sins, they can get health, but for the snowfall who has no faith.

I really don't dare to try to empathize with me by reading a few books. It's hard to describe what this city is like that is "older than history, older than tradition, and even older than legends", and is called the entrance to heaven, but if it does, the snow is more likely to linger. Kolkata Netaki International Airport waited for a full 24 hours.

Finally, I landed in Kolkata on the same flight the next day. The time difference between India and the dragon country is 2.5 hours, and the flight from Kolkata is also 2.5 hours, so it is 12 o'clock before take-off and 12 o'clock when it lands. Re-bought a ticket to Kolkata, Xueluo and Liu Jingshu had to spend a long night at the CCU airport.

Wait for your flight early the next morning. Sure enough, as reported on the Internet, the air conditioning at CCU Airport was really cold, and I was sleepy all night and drank several cups of coffee and finally waited for the light of day. The flight time from Kolkata Netaki International Airport is 1.5 hours. When I arrived at the airport, the first thing I felt was poverty.

A humble terminal, you're too embarrassed to call it a terminal. The only thing you can buy at the airport is prepaidtaxi, because it is the first time to buy prepaid in India, Xueluo always thinks that the window is too irregular and feels like a lie, hahaha. It may have just landed, and the snow has not had time to let down its guard.

Sitting in the back seat of an old taxi with poor refrigeration, Xueluo looked out the window at the receding streetscape, and the way from VNS Airport to this was Xueluo's first impression of India. All the senses and feelings can only be described as chaotic, with dust in the air, garbage everywhere in the streets, and no more than old cars emitting black smoke in the crowded streets.

Rampaging tuk tuk tuk cars, bicycles and pedestrians shuttling between them, horse-drawn carriages running and pooping and sacred cows standing in the middle of the road. Xueluo adjusts her state and allows herself to accept the new and bizarre world around her as quickly as possible. The taxi stopped at a noisy street and told that it was a pedestrian street ahead of Xueluo and that the car could not drive in.

Pedestrian Street?!Aren't you trolling Xue Luo! Xue Luo observed, sure enough, the road ahead was not the driver's routine, except for pedestrians, only rickshaws could continue to move forward, Xue Luo and Liu Jingshu could only helplessly drag their suitcases, moving slowly forward with the crowd of people. Probably because of the hot weather in the midday in the mid-forties.

Maybe it was because he hadn't adapted to the dry climate, and when he was walking on the street, he suddenly had a nosebleed, and the blood was surging, and he felt that the power of the wilderness in his body was surging. Actually, it's normal to have a nosebleed on the street, but for Indians who like to watch the excitement, this Nima is interesting. I haven't even taken out the paper.

There are crowds around it, this is the first time to be watched, and it is a little uncomfortable, but I am used to being watched more later. Lugging his luggage through the shabby and crowded streets under the scorching sun, his destination did not point to the booked hotel, but to the Ganges. I came from thousands of miles away, and I just wanted to see this mysterious river that gave birth to an ancient civilization for the first time.

Ganges This is the impression of the Ganges at first sight, there is no legendary floating corpse, it is much cleaner than expected. On the left bank of the Ganges is an ancient city that has stood for thousands of years, and on the right bank is a wasteland where no grass grows, and it is said that the reason why people did not build on the right bank is to prevent any buildings from blocking the first rays of sunlight from reaching this ancient holy city every morning.

On the way to the hotel, of course, you will inevitably encounter all kinds of common street scams, such as the hotel you booked has been closed, it is better to find a new one, all of them are tsundere hotels, only sell cute prices, and go to see if it is good to go with Xueluo, and shake hands with you, take the opportunity to pinch your arm, and say that it is for you to kill a chicken with a Tianzhu horse, and you are not quick to give money.

These clumsy performances are really laughable, they are like untalented actors, and their acting skills are limited, as long as you refuse a little toughly, they will walk away knowing that they are bored. The Gampati Hotel followed the directions painted on the wall and followed the map to the hotel hidden in the alley. In the ancient city, all the roads are alleys.

Maps and navigation are of little use here, and the most convenient thing is to follow the icons drawn on the wall. There are slight requirements for accommodation in the snowfall, and when booking the hotel, the hotel conditions found are completely worse than the snowfall imagined. The slightly better hotels are basically outside the old city, which is not convenient to visit the ancient city and the Ganges.

The old town is full of small private hotels. For the sake of convenience, I decided to stay in the old town and finally chose this Ganpati GuestHouse. The environment inside and outside the Gampati Hotel is simply worlds apart, with a hint of freshness in the strong Hindu style. Gampati HotelIt is the room of Snow Fall and Liu Jingshu.

In the corner of the courtyard on the first floor. If you look closely, you can see that there is anything special about the door lock? Ganpati Hotel This is the door lock of Xueluo and Liu Jingshu's room, you want to say that it is special, it is good to say that it is primitive, anyway, Xueluo has lived in countless hotels but it is the first time to use such a door lock. The Gampati Hotel came out of the room with a lock to lock the door.

And when I entered the room, it was unlocked, just a latch. The handle of the door of the Gampati Hotel and the knock on the outside door are handmade of brass, which is full of materials and is very distinctive, and you can buy it at the hotel front desk if you like. I don't really like the rich colors and snow falling in the rooms of the Gampati Hotel, and such colors and ambiences are not relaxing and comfortable.

A candelabra of a Buddha image is placed in a niche on the wall of the Gampati Hotel, and the snow falls wondering why Buddhist elements are present in a Hindu-style hotel room. The room in the Gampati Hotel is really simple, especially the flower sheets and quilt covers of this color, deep down I default to it that it is not clean, and I feel that I have slept with 10,000 Indians who have not changed it.

Xueluo is even a little glad that the trip has been shortened because of the return flight, and he only needs to sleep here for one night! There is a balcony outside the room of the Gampati Hotel, and the hotel staff have repeatedly warned you to lock this door when you go out, otherwise the monkeys will run in and steal things! On the balcony side of the Gampati Hotel is a dilapidated private house, and there are really monkeys running down from the roof from time to time to steal food.

The view of the Ganges River from the balcony of the Gampati Hotel is still good. There are many altars under the balcony of the Ganges, and a young man stands on the altar and looks at the Ganges, looking like a poet! Forty degrees you tm tied a scarf, or this kind of revolutionary martyr's scarf tie method, this forced snow to fall gives full marks! Walk through the labyrinthine streets and alleys.

The hot, humid air was filled with the smell of incense, sweat, garbage, feces and spices. The stone-paved pavement is polished bright, and the snow falls on the ground between the garbage, the dung of people and animals, and the occasional way to make way for the sacred cow. As far as the eye can see, the buildings are more than 100 years old, and monkeys are climbing and jumping between the crumbling walls.

From time to time, dust falls. The sewage is left behind the walls and eventually evaporates in the corners of the walls and disperses into the air. Above the cramped alleyways are a mess of intertwined power lines, and sunlight can only pour down through the narrow crevices of the buildings, and every corner is dark and damp. Following the procession carrying the corpses, Snow Fall came to Manikarnika Ghat, a pier by the Ganges where the bodies were burned.

Photography is not allowed here, and an Indian next to her told Xueluo that a South Korean was charged a hefty fine for taking pictures yesterday. Although the caste system was abolished in 1948, the situation still persists, and even at the end of life, the type and weight of firewood used to burn corpses are strictly different.

However, no matter how much firewood is burned in the snowfall, it will eventually turn into a wisp of green smoke and a pile of ashes, so what difference does it make if the bodies of Hindus are burning day and night, and it is undoubtedly the best place for believers to return to the Ganges at the end of their lives. The scorching air around was filled with the ashes of corpses and firewood.

The snow fell to the side and watched the whole process of a corpse being carried to the pier to the burning and pushed into the Ganges, and before I knew it, it was covered in dust. Ganges Ganges Ganges Ganges Ganges Ganges not far from the pier where the bodies were burned, a group of teenagers frolicking by the water, such a scene is difficult to understand. On the one hand, it is a shelter for sewage, wastewater, fecal ash.

On the one hand, it is the sanctuary of believers who cleanse their sins and purify their souls, but this is the real Ganges. The Ganges floating corpses that have been widely circulated on the Internet are not real, and successive governments have been working to clean up the Ganges, and it is difficult to see the sight of the Ganges floating corpses nowadays. The Ganges is not as dirty as you think, but it is not as clean as you see.

The hot afternoon at the Dasavamedo River Altar is drowsy. There are some vegetable vendors on the side of Dasawametor River Altar, and I don't know whose children are sleeping on their bare buttocks on the stalls, surrounded by flies. Dasawamedh River Tantadasawamedor River TantaSawaswamedor River Tandasavamedo River Tandasawamedh River Tantayswangdo crowds gather at Dasaswamedh Ghat in the evening.

Waiting for the arrival of the Ganges Night Festival. The Dasavamedo River Altar Ganges Night Sacrifice is an ancient religious ritual that today looks more like a performance. Of course, this may only be Xueluo's personal interpretation, because Xueluo does not understand the meaning between the chanting of the Brahmin priests and the crisp sound of the bells, and Xueluo's vulgar soul does not need to be cleansed.

Xueluo loves the chaos of the world, and Xueluo loves the hustle and bustle of the red dust. The Dasavamedo River Altar Dasawamedo River Altar Dasawamedo River Altar Dasawamedo River Altar Xueluo did not stay for the night sacrifice, and continued to wander around the Ganges, photographing this little boy who was learning the sacrifice under the guidance of his father. The boy's eyes made Xueluo feel a little sympathetic, and he dressed himself up in a process.

Then he began to carefully perform the sacrificial movements, sometimes forgetting the lines or movements in the middle, and his father on the side would remind him. He was clearly a child doing his homework, and his eyes were full of unhappiness. The little girl in the Ganges River pulled Xueluo, who was swimming by the river, to buy river lanterns, and everyone else bought a river lantern to put in the Ganges, and Xueluo bought a pot for her to light up all and took a picture of her!

She was very happy to sell the river lanterns all night in a second, and she was also happy to take a nice photo when the snow fell. It is only when I put the river lantern into the Ganges that I remember that the snow falls and there is not so much wish to wish for the Ganges Hotel, the sunrise of the Ganges River is an unmissable view, and you can see the devotees bathing in the Ganges River facing the rising sun, which is said to be extremely holy, and the snow falling is very much expected.

But after the previous two nights, I just wanted to get a good night's sleep on the first night I came to India, so I simply gave up getting up early and slept directly. I don't want to rush to Sarnath Park for half a day, and it's never a snow-falling routine to check in at the scenic spots, so take your camera and walk around. Although it is dilapidated and dilapidated.

But Vensie loved the rich colors and drawings on the walls. Indians' penchant for color and bold use of color can be seen in these photographs, and this one combines seven colors in one picture: red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, and purple. BabaBlackSheepThis is a store called BabaBlackSheep.

Specializing in silk and cashmere scarves, the quality is very good, and the characteristic is that there is no bargain! You can see the smile of the bald boss that Xueluo and Liu Jingshu have come to a big order! Away from the ancient city in the direction of the upper reaches of the Ganges, there are fewer and fewer shops, and the tourist atmosphere is gradually dissipating, and you can finally see some more real market life.

Rather than spending a few hundred rupees on the pier to photograph ascetics sitting by the Ganges with their pigtails and flying leaves, Xueluo would rather photograph these real faces. Xueluo met two children in an alley, and when he saw Xueluo, he took a picture of them with a Polaroid, and the neighbors around him also came, but unfortunately there were not so many photographic papers to take a picture of each of them.

The Ganges River only stayed for a short day and a half, Xueluo did not like this ancient Hindu holy city, Xueluo was very curious about what those friends who claimed to like it very much, and it happened that Xueluo had such a person next to him, and his answer was to like chaos, just like life. It's still hard to agree with Xueluo, maybe Xueluo's life is not so chaotic.

There are places you may not want to go two or three more times, but you have to go at least once! And what it really is, like the millennia of the past, still stands on the rocky bank to the left of the crescent-shaped meandering stream in the middle reaches of the Ganges, waiting for you to see for yourself. Delhi left to come to Delhi and it was an amazing feeling.