To the Taj!
You call it a sleeper train, I call it a glorified cattle car.
There was pretty much more people than platform could accomodate. Our guidebook, and other travellers, had warned us that bag-snatching and other scams were popular at the train station so we were a bit on edge.
We had paid for a "fancy" express train, and the luxurious tourist car. It was adequate, but it sure makes one wonder what a budget train is like!!
As the train took off a vendor finally found a product we fell for: Magic Masala chips!
We have his card, perhaps we'll shoot him an email and see if he remembers us!
On arrival in Agra we learned that it was possible to push rickshaw rides more vigorously than in Delhi! On stepping out of the train station, or out of your hotel, SWARMS of rickshaw wallahs attack. They know there are only a few attractions in Agra and figure a tourist *must* want to go to them, regardless of how many times you have told them over the course of a 15 minute walk that you are just strolling the area. To wander past a shop and glance into it means the vendor is likely to come racing out to try to drag you in. Novel, but quite tiring.
After we checked into our hotel, enjoyed a proper shower, and looked around the area a bit we set out to get a glimpse of the Taj Mahal. Our big visit was to be the following day but we'd read that from the northern side of the river it was possible to watch the sunset over the Taj at no cost. It was a less than perfect day but the Taj still looked pretty decent.