It's a long way to Khajuraho.../ Un largo camino a Khajuraho

We got up at 6am to watch the Taj at sunrise. Jane did better than I, cause she stayed up after that, I just went up to the rooftop, took one look at the Taj, uttered "Oh, yeah", and went back to bed. But hey, at least I got up for it! We then caught a train in the morning, followed by a bus in the afternoon, to get to Khajuraho. So we spent most of the day traveling. The train wasn't bad, only about 3-4 hours. But the bus was bumpy, bumpy, bumpy. And slow. It took over 5 hours to do 170kms... that's Indian roads (and Indian transport) for you. Not much to tell about the day since we spent it traveling basically. Unless I tell about the stop we made cause someone wanted to buy a packet of smokes. Or about the other stop we made cause someone wanted to pee (although we had just departed 5minutes before from our last 30 minutes stop- I guess he didn't feel like peeing 5 minutes before, but then when he had to go, he just HAD to go). Or about the other stop cause a woman wanted to pee, and she just got off the bus squatted right next to it on the side of the road and peed, in full view of everyone on the bus (maybe that's why they wear the long saris?). Or about that other toilet we went to, where a woman just proceeded to squat and pee in the general toilet area (where the basins would be if there were any), as apparently she could not be bothered walking into one of the little toilet (latrine) cubicles. But hey, it's not all about toilets and peeing only. There was also that guy throwing up through the window on the bus. Although to be honest I was asleep when it happened so I didn't see it, Jane told me about it. So yeah, maybe after all my stories are all about toilets and peeing only.

Nos despertamos a las 6am para ver el Taj al amanecer. Jane se quedo despierta despues de eso, pero yo solo logre subir a la terraza, mire el Taj, dije "Ah, si", y me volvi a la cama. Pero bueno aunque sea hice el esfuerzo de levantarme! Despues nos tomamos un tren a la manana, seguido de un omnibus a la tarde, para ir a Khajuraho. Asi que nos pasamos la mayoria del dia viajando. El tren estuvo bien, solo 3-4 horas. Pero el bondi con muchos pozos, se movia mal. Y lento. Tardamos mas de 5 horas en hacer 170kms- asi son las rutas y el transporte en India. Asi que no hay mucho para contar sobre el dia ya que nos la pasamos viajando basicamente. A no ser que cuente sobre la parada que hicimos porque alguien se queria comprar un paquete de cigarrillos. O sobre la otra parada que hicimos porque alguien queria haer pis, a pesar de que hace solo 5 minutos habiamos terminado una parada de 30 minutos (se ve que no tenia ganas de hacer pis 5 minutos antes el tipo, pero despues cuando le dieron ganas, le dieron ganas). O sobre la otra parada porque una mina queria haer pis, y se bajo del bondi, se agacho y se puso a hacer pis justo al lado del bondi, a plena vista de todos los pasajeros (tal vez por eso las mujeres usan esas saris largas?). O sobre ese banio al que fuimos, en el cual una mujer se agacho y se puso a hacer pis en la zona general del banio (donde estarian los lavamanos si hubiera habido lavamanos), porque por lo visto le dio fiaca caminar hasta los cubiculos con banios (letrinas). Pero che, no se trata solo de banios y hacer pis. Tambien estaba el tipo que se puso a vomitar por la ventana del omnibus. Aunque para ser sincera yo estaba durminedo cuando paso, asi que no lo vi, Jane me conto sobre eso. Asi que si, al fin y al cabo tal vez si que se trata de banios y hacer pis solo.