I was walking in the backpacker street of Kolkata, my heavy backpack starting to weigh down on me. The last hour, I had been looking at rooms in various states of dilapidation, trying to decide which one would revolt me the least for a one night stay. All that time, I had been harassed by various Indians offering their help notwithstanding my firm indication that no such help was desired. Arriving in Kolkata late in the afternoon had not been a good thing for finding decent accommodation. I had planned to arrive early morning but my train had been delayed by eight hours. Despite the rather horrendous accommodation I had finally chosen, I slept quite well, and my Sunday stroll through the rather calm streets of Kolkata was very pleasant - the many colonial buildings and wide lanes give the city a pleasant grandeur.
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