Gwalior. Unheard of before but surprisingly worth it

We got to Gwalior late afternoon, after a 3-hour train journey from Agra. We were standing up between two coaches of general class, a class lower than the lowest, the whole 3 hours.!!! It was because we got on the wrong train but still heading in the right direction. Heigh ho 🙄

That was the worst part for middle age people like us. We were neither young nor backpackers. And unfit.
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But the best part was that we met many sweet people during the journey. They’ve always been curious in us. Ben as Gwailo and me who looked like them but could not speak their language lol. We even got entertained with a bit of telenovela.

A well-dressed, bling bling covered, beautiful middle age lady and her friends were admonishing, politely, another lady who we understood later was a regular thief for the route.
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Once checked into our hotel, we dashed out to catch some #sunset pictures. And we got some at the Italian Garden. @ Italian Garden. Yes Gwalior has Italian Garden.