Cattle Crossing

For my 65th birthday, I gave myself a photo assignment to Varanasi, India.  Thought to be one of the oldest cities in the world, Varanasi had always been on my "list."  So my first morning there, I took off searching for photos and found myself wandering the city's alleys.  In my research, I read about India's sacred cows and how a nation that suffers massive poverty supports wandering cattle through its streets.  I often waited patiently for my chance to pass in Varanasi's alleys.  I understood that it is part of the culture and religion, and it was beautiful for me to experience it.  The Pushcart Camel is next on my list.
I was there in January, so I recommend going instead in March or April.  I am not a cold weather person; I wanted to photograph Indians and the devoted bathing in the Ganges, of which there were few.
As I photographed, I was never told "NO" during my entire visit.  Some asked for money, but that was not a problem for me.  I considered it the same as buying a fellow human a coffee.