I have managed to write something daily thus far even if I do not manage to post it until a few days later, for the 25th although I have not a lot to say I will keep the trend.
Hamid and I got into Varanasi a bit after 2am and had a short auto-rickshaw trip to his house. Having hardly slept on the train I was all too happy to see my bed. I had forgotten about the mosquitoes they, however, remember me all too well. It was like my first days in Varanasi all over again waking up with bite marks on my neck, face and hands--do not scratch.
The day was overcast and threatening to do worse; later living up to this threat with a brief thunderstorm around 6. Vargha had returned the day before with members of the Baha'i institute for development, of what I cannot remember--I only met them at dinner. They were here to decide if they will be able to have their next national meeting here in the summer. As Hamid was also entertaining these guests most of my day was spent catching up on things I had been putting off.
Dinner was a feast, dinner here is usually a feast and today was even more so' and as I believe I have mentioned in the past, saying you are full is not reason to stop eating. After dinner I went with Vargha to drop his guests at the train station and meet up with his friends to see where the night would take us.
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