Rajgir (Bihar) - February 27th, 2007

I went to visit Nalanda, a very well known town for his university, and also an ancient seat of learning. The ruins are at the university complex, very nice gardens. This time I took a tonga with several people in it, and the only space available was at the back end with my feet hanging. I openened my umbrella to protect from the sun and everyone on the side of the road turned their heads to look.
In the night, I heard the strongest thumderstorm ever, i8t was raining like the skies opened permanently, delivering water non-stop, and the lighting was equally intense. The sounds of the storm were like in dolby stereo (unreal!!) and I kept opening and closing the window, to see and to hide from the scene.
At 4:00am the storm passed, but several tongas and their masters parked right by my window. The street was total back out but the bells and tonga drivers were carrying on conversations as if it were daylight, so I got no sleep at all.
The dogs decided to join in and give a concert as well.