Travel with my sister and live in a room (I live with my Italian sister and travel with Jaipur)

What kind of mood, what kind of meeting The main attraction of Agra is the Taj Mahal, which is, after all, one of eight wonders of the world and the most spectacular and shocking mausoleum in the world. But two days is enough. I bid farewell to the English couple Sam and Megan who shared a room with the Youth Travel Agency. Their city, Manchester, happens to be the place where I have been. I said welcome to China. Most of Cleber who traveled together gave me the address and email address of his hometown, saying that if I went to South America, there must be a place for me to live.

Travel is like this. Meeting like-minded people is like meeting another self. But in the end, I still have to leave with such myself, because there may be many different selves on the road of life. Bye Agra, say goodbye to "myself" and set off for Jaipur!

The trip to Jaipur is also very interesting! A Tu Tu bus was called from the youth brigade in Agra to the long-distance bus station in Jaipur. Only Johnathen of Canada and I are foreigners who wait for the bus visually. The young man was carrying a huge bag and talked about "where to go". They happily decided to travel together.

I got on the bus and talked all the way to a service area. After a rest, I got off the bus and saw an old man in traditional clothes singing and begging. Donated a little money to Yuan Yuan's mother. When Yuan Yuan's mother knew that I had come to the Ganges, she specifically asked me to make some wishes for her. Please, I must convey the goodwill of her faith as a contribution to the public.

I think, everyone has their own different beliefs, charity is always a virtue and kindness to help others release themselves, so I believe that faith is a kind of strength.

The bus passes through many areas that are not tourist cities, which shows that some places in India are really poor. Legend has it that buses with full roofs have also been seen. The sun is setting and the weather outside is still hot. You are sitting on the roof, and I am sitting on the mobile luxury air-conditioned bus, comfortably watching the outside world recede.

I passed by in your world, but my surprise and curiosity were used to you, and even when I passed by, you didn't notice my thoughts.

I didn't arrive in Jaipur until evening! Johnathen said that all his friends lived in Zostel Backpackers Inn and suggested that I go with them. After arriving at the inn, the Canadian handsome boy booked a bed in advance, found a bed and went with his friends. Because I came late, the front desk said there were not many beds and asked me if I would mind living with girls.

"Well, no problem at all!" I told the front desk that I didn't mind. After all, as a backpacker, this is not the first time to share a room with a woman.

Zostel is a cheap hotel chain in India. I stayed in a typical backpacker's inn tonight, with a public kitchen, public toilets and comfortable public entertainment space. Many people make a pot of tea or a cup of coffee and chat in groups on the wooden floor of the hall. Someone is occupying the couch and reading comfortably with the air conditioner on. The long-distance bus trip made me very tired, so I went back to my room to have a rest after queuing for washing.

Just before going to bed, a sister came in to greet me and exchanged pleasantries like "Nice to meet you". Then she locked the door, turned off the light, went to her bed and started chatting.

She said that she came from a small city in Italy and she was a teacher. Then she told me her full name. I said it was a little embarrassing. She said, just call her Lorna.

Teacher Lorna is three years older than me, and people who speak softly are also very slow. Like me, she backpacked alone. In the dark, they were lying in bed chatting about interesting things about India. By the way, they also made an appointment to visit Jaipur together the next day. This historic city is called the Pink City.

I think this is the interesting thing about backpackers. Everyone has the same interest. I always say that traveling and meeting another self means that the person you meet has the same fun, does similar things and shares the same interesting things as you, even if the experience is different and the story is different. Actually, that person is yourself.

Some people say that an interesting soul is one in a million. Actually, I don't think you have to choose. You are interesting yourself, when you really love something.