Today I slept from right, because this day was not planned much. I just wanted to explore the area and of course I worry about my ticket (s). When I got up, the people from the dorm had disappeared long ago, and was out of the yard is already empty and cleaned. I got ready and went first, given the late time pieces. There was another food as last night, which tasted delicious. Back in the bedroom, had just arrived, two German girls who were going to sleep here, but somehow could not find a free bed. On the floor on a blanket each night they would not and so they shared the information on my bed still available between Julia and mine. Julia I then went directly into the Internet Cafe located around the corner, where I briefly considered my e-mail and copied my pictures from the memory card to the hard disk. Julia noticed, that you had a birthday today, so I congratulated her directly once. Then I went on my way to the train station, the way I knew already. Once there I am this time to the left of the temple facing Zugbahnhofseingang because I saved it the way across the bridge.
There were several switches and I introduced myself, of course, to the almost empty desk where I received my requested information. Then I thought back and forth if I wanted to go directly to Bikaner, or should dare to go via Haridwar. For this I had to actually get a ticket with waiting list position, because there is no guaranteed reservations were possible. I decided to go to Haridwar and put me in the emptiest switch and wondered why people always seem to vordrängelten right. I stood at the counter for the disabled and women who were given preference. Therefore, any statements again and again or papers presented to make the claim of the switch argued. I would have to wait still for long. So I switched to a full switch and of course there was a long time. Two foreign girls were clearly for me to switch on the woman and were still ahead of me again with tickets in hand away, this lucky. When I finally turn on the switch, I inquired about tickets for tourists, but they were not here. Since I was not sure I'm all over again and left the queue first. After my decision I had to make a fresh buy me after the information at the information desk with a ticket waiting list reservation and tourist quota following apply to the ticket purchase. No sooner said than done, I bought both a ticket from Amritsar to Haridwar and from Haridwar to Bikaner. The stay in Haridwar is thus only one day without accommodation.
After that I had, according to information by station employees on the other side of the station and apply for the tourist quota. On the other side of me asked. After about half an hour and some running around I finally asked my tourist quota in Room 2 for the trip to Haridwar in. Somehow nobody really knew where to apply such a tourist quota, so I was sent from one location to another, that are still in different parts of the building the train station lay. Next to the train station was a very nice and helpful tourist office, that for me the way back to the Golden Temple the free bus service between train stations and temples, recommended. It was clear that the station was packed with people and actually I could think of me the next: the bus arrived at the one time and the other was jam-packed. People could hardly get out, because from the outside as possible while trying to enter the bus in order to secure a seat. Others put a few pieces of luggage through the barred window to get inside to reserve seats. When finally all the people had got out, we squeezed into the Bus, which was pretty fast in full. Most of the people was of course still out there. I assumed that it will not be any different the next bus so I ran back the way to the temple.
The surrounding environment of the temple, I looked directly at me still cheap Internet cafes with Skype and has some finds. I then looked me in the temple courtyard, of course I was only allowed to enter barefoot, covered with a headscarf.
The courtyard with views of the Golden Temple, surrounded by water was very clean and decorated in white marble. About everywhere mounted speakers came the voice of the reader from the holy book. After some photos at sunset I went to the food hall and I ate my dinner.
Ranjeet Here I got to know that is a very inquisitive, open 18-year-old Indian and the Sikh religion belongs. He is very interested in aliens and is happy when he can practice his English with them and improve. So I got a rare opportunity to learn more about the Sikh religion and their history and learn my way to watch more of the temple complex. Ranjeet showed me the history lesson in the dining-room and told I mean what were the pictures on the walls in the dining room, eventually were shown in the pictures of the Sikh holy. He then showed me the kitchen with huge pots and pans, if you could even call it a pot, where the soups and dishes were prepared. He also showed me the chapati production machine and places where food is prepared especially for certain people in the temple. Once I helped carry several buckets of the stacks of edible oil cans.
It told me Ranjeet more and more about all I got to see. I was overwhelmed and I am very happy about this much detailed information as well as at the same time the ability to have Help. I always like to help, finally. Then we went down given permission to the storage basement below the dining-room, which was huge. There it was cooler than outside and Ranjeet told me about the 10th Saints, Sikh, what these people had done everything in the past, what problems they had with the Indian government, as the holy book was created and why it is read. It was unlikely much so that I could remember that only a fraction of that. Those who want to know more, should be better at this point to obtain the information from the Internet or directly from a Sikh. In any event, to recognize a Sikh always on the course, well-kept hair, which is hidden under a complicated bound turban - shave no Sikh or cuts his hair, as they have by nature, only a natural individual length - including the long beard too. In addition, you can see a Sikh in a small dagger that symbolizes the ability of the defense, if necessary, and a bracelet originally to protect against sword blows. In Sikhism there is only one God and before all the same. Why eat regardless of rank, origin, and gender all People on the ground in order to emphasize this equality strengthened. After
from the storage cellar again went out, we approved of us at the entrance to the building eating another delicious chai tea, which here were also charged. From there we continued on our way to the outer area of the temple complex, where there was a tower, another holy pond with a small building. The tower was built there was erected in honor of Mrs. Dhan Dhan Mata Ji Kaulan after her death. She was standing in a certain way with Sri Guru Hargobind Sahib Ji - one of the holy Ten - combined. In the whole of Amritsar no building may be built higher than this tower, otherwise the corresponding building torn down easy.
In the tower, I turned down a lap and then we looked over briefly at a small temple around the corner. There I looked myself in the meantime, while Ranjeet knelt briefly to him and then did the same. Thereafter the temple was cleaned and closed, and we both packed with. It was fun to carry the water so you can help again. I then had to then put the helpers and eat with, even though I had just eaten well. Finally, I did not want to be rude and enjoyed then another small meal. From there, Ranjeet went with me to the pool, built for the woman Dhan Dhan Mata Ji Kaulan in memory of their deeds had been. The building at the end of the pool was another great sermon hall with many fans and pictures and information panels. Back on the other side of the pool Ranjeet met another good friend to me afterwards when taking out the holy book, to be held to 22 clock, wanted to tell more details. Ranjeet said goodbye then, because he had to go home.
Back at the accommodation I tried with Julia in tow Ranjeet's friend found at the entrance to the Golden Temple. Actually it should have been clear that when the crowds who had gathered there to experience the removal of the holy book with this was not possible. The book will be housed safely every night and every morning brought back to the golden temple. We only saw, like a beautifully decorated palanquin borne on two long sticks or something like that in the doorway and disappeared eventually came back and probably carried the book.
Then they disappeared so directly opposite the building and the crowd broke up slowly. I went back to dinner with Julia buildings and treated myself to a chai tea with her. They then went to bed and I wrote something in my diary. As the girls wanted to sleep in the room, it was already late, I went on Chai Tea drink wrote on the side. Through the many chai tea i had to go to the toilet more often, which again means a lot of running around. While the letter came a few curious Indians up to me and thus gathered a small amount around me. The members liked the temple any more than me, so I drink my chai tea and I had to find a new place to write. Between 1 and 2 clock in the morning I disappeared finally in bed.
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