After our five hour delay we've rolled into Varanasi. Making a fairly easy job of dodging the touts at the station we've checked into the great Scindhia guest house, a fantastic place right on the banks of the ganges with views up and down the river.
Today appears to be national kite flying day or some such like, so the skies are filled with dozens of brightly coloured hastily assembled kites. Ahhh ain't that pretty.
The guest house rules say we should make sure we lock all our stuff in the room and not to leave any clothes on the balcony. Apparently the local monkeys are happy to relieve you of anything, although what a monkey would do with a pair of Pat's pants is anyone's guess.