All right. Here come the standard travel stories of India.
We caught the train with no problems (except getting hassled by the taxi driver for more money, of course) but found our seats were not what we booked. Or rather, not what we thought we booked, which was 2nd class non-AC. We were in a "chair car" which is a car full of padded benches. Seats are assigned but four or five people will push their way onto one bench made for three. This is not unusual or rude, it's just the way it is. And there are people standing in every possible bit of space. Six miserable hours of this. Six a.m. to 11:45 a.m. when we arrived in Kalka.
The ticket was $7. Eh?
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totally reminds me of our trip to mexico many year ago. except that we bought first class tickets only to find out that first class was just like what you describe. Later we found out we needed to buy 'special' first class which was more like airplane coach sitting. but i do have to say that the 24 hour trip we took on that 'regular' first class ended up being incredibly memorable.
on an unrelated note, i am going to start a dictionary of verification words. The one for this comment is Wuqies... meaning? maybe very hairy ski bums?
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