After a 4 hour bus ride, I arrived in the southernmost point of my trip of India. It wasn’t the smoothest ride, they really like speed bumps in India. I wanted to reserve a seat in a train for my next journey, but I ran into a lot of problems. The lines moved so slowly, there were seats leading out from each window. I walked back across a busy street and tried asking a travel agent instead. He said there was a waiting list, but there were two foreigner quota seats available. But I had to go to the supervisor’s office with my passport to get those. Crossing the street again, I ask the supervisor but he said I have to go get a normal waitlist ticket first. I decided this isn’t worth the trouble and I’ll just take a bus.