Faridabad to Agra

We left Faridabad on an early train and it was our first go at the Indian train system. We were leaving from quite a small station so we had already anticipated there may be some confusion with figuring out everything. Well we were definitely standing at the right platform but this train was a commuter heading to Agra and it had many coaches. So there we were standing in the middle of the station and the train comes in at mach speed and notice that our coach is of course waaay down at the front of the line. Super. We booked it with our heavy packs on our backs and ran, the train was not stopping here long and we we not missing our ride. Hot, dripping in sweat and what seemed as if I was running an Olympic sprint, we jumped on our coach just in time.  Now to find our seats, found them but of course people are sitting in them. This is where you start questioning yourself, is that my seat, am I in the right place blah blah blah. Your mind starts toying with you telling you your wrong. At the end of it, they were our right seats and everything was fine. It's funny how powerful your mind can be pushing you to believe that your wrong, feeling embarrassed or that you screwed up, but really who cares if you are, tell your ego to take a hike. Let that all go. We become so judgmental of ourselves feeding and jumping to all these negative assumptions and judgements that at the end of the day it does not matter. Again to reiterate, let it go. Your the only one who notices and no one else cares. You have to make mistakes cause if you don't your not growing and learning. The train was lovely, I sat next to a local from  Delhi that made the 3 hour ride fly by. I love talking to the local people, every conversation is like peeling an onion and getting into the layers of life here. It opens you to a whole new understanding and perspective to many of the questions that come up about life here. I feel like a news reporter cause I have so many questions and want to learn as much as I can. Alas our stop-Welcome to Agra the home of the Taj Mahal. Also tourist central. It's a bustling little town that pumps out a ton of tourists everyday. Our guide at the Taj said over 15,000 people visit there daily! That is just insane. We got up at a ridiculous hour to head to see the sunrise at the Taj. 545am and there is already there was a massive line up of people. The Taj is breathtaking, very surreal and at sunrise it looks as though it's floating on thin air. Constructed of white and black marble and jewels, it shines so bright in the early morning sun. I feel blessed that I was given the opportunity to see it. The grounds are serene and peaceful and the amount of tourists that are there just seem to fade away because the beauty of the Taj overpowers everything. From here we had a mini rest and decided to venture in the later part of the afternoon when the sun cooled down to Agra Fort. I was not that interested in going but after being there I am so glad I went. It was magical, the buildings and the grounds were again so peaceful and tranquil. It was  a nice change from being on the streets of Agra being hassled to buy this and that, listening to constant honking of horns and hearing the same old touts. It was a perfect day and we were ready to venture onto the next leg of our trip....Khajuraho home to Kama Sutra.