Jukaso Ganges // Varanasi, India

You see, there’s this little place, in an old, old town on the edge of a very sacred river. Most guests arrive by a boat, rowed by a young and strong man. Unless of course, you arrive in a monsoon. In the event of a monsoon, you’d edge as close as you could get to the veins that feed the blood (both warm and cold) to the heart of the city. You’d be told to jump out of the car when the water lapped the bottoms of your cab doors... Read The Rest →