After Varanasi, we took a 6 1/2 hour road trip to Bodhgaya (or Buddha Gaya) - the location of a beautiful buddhist temple (pictures do not do it justice) and the site of the bodhi tree where the buddha sat and gained enlightenment.
But first, the road trip. Imagine sitting on the 10 freeway. You are heading West on your side of the divider. You are in the #1 lane (or the fast lane). Suddenly you see a bus overloaded with passengers hanging out the doors and sitting on the roof headed in your direction in your lane. You get over within an inch of hitting the bus head on (because the bus does not slow down) after you pass the ox drawn cart in the lane next to you, only to avoid running over the child or woman who has crossed the road in front of you, only to come to a sudden stop because the freeway has, without warning, become a pot-holed dirt road. The roadways are ABSOLUTE chaos in India. But, in absolute chaos there is order and peace. I have yet to witness someone get upset because another car/person/bus/cart/bike has cut them off. We saw 3 overturned or broken-axled trucks, but no accidents.
Bodhgaya was beautiful, more tropical (for the desert). Again, I felt an amazingly sweet energy meditating under the tree. We also saw a fish pond which looked more like fish soup there were so many large (what looked to be) catfish.
The next morning we took another harrowing trip to the airport, arrived in Delhi, mom & Craig packed (mom not feeling well with running sinuses) and dropped them off at the international airport. The international airport is another experience I will describe at another time. NEVER, NEVER, NEVER complain about LA traffic or the LAX.
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