rich or poor
Words could never do these places justice. after an all-night harrowing drivefrom Amritsar, Haridwar is stunning to sleepless eyes. Against my doctors orders, a wade into the Ganges is refreshing and grounding. I wander the streets trying to buy a bottle of water, alas not a single shop will accept my 1,000 rupee note. I’m so wealthy that I’m actually quite poor and thirsty. That’s probably a good metaphor to stop at.