This day was another day for transporting. I found a shared jeep in Chowk Bazzar going to Siliguri. There were about 12 people in the car, really over-crowded, who were also going there. I sat at the back-most seat in the car with 3 other people, it's quite uncomfortable, especially the car would go though the crappy hill road. There was an India man sat next to me. He saw me looked a bit ill, he pick up a bottle of fragrance (something like that, I'm not sure) for me and give me to smell it. I didn't feel better though. But the friendliness gave me a bit of joy in this journey.
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| I took a picture of myself in front of the mirror in the room. |
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| The over-crowded jeep |
Arrived in the train station in New Jalpaiguri after I took a auto-rickshaw from Siliguri, I had my late lunch in the station. There was no one can speak English, but a traveller help me to order the food. There was a few hours to wait for the train after I finished the lunch. I went to a waiting room to wait for the coming train, which was my last one in India for this trip. That also meant my trip would be over soon. In the waiting room, I met a backpacker, we are the only 2 foreigner in the room. Initially, we didn't talk but we noticed each other should be travel alone, and, yet, it was. We started our conversation by he asked me dis I want a tea. He was a warm-hearted person. He said we were traveller should help each other and if I need to go toilet or whatever could ask him to look after the bags. We also had dinner together and share our experience in India, mainly his as he had been in India for few months. He is one of the greatest people I have met in India. He also paid me the water. When I wanted to give him back money, he said don't bother about it, might be I can treat him a dinner in Hong Kong. Honestly, I didn't give him my contact, He's just being nice to people he met. This is something make my last train journey so unforgettable.
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| The waiting room |
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