Some day somebody will import it into Europe and sell it for cheese.
Benares was not a disappointment.

It justified its reputation as a curiosity.

It is on high ground, and overhangs a grand curve of the Ganges.

It is a vast mass of building, compactly crusting a hill, and is cloven in all directions by an intricate confusion of cracks which stand for streets.

Tall, slim minarets and beflagged temple-spires rise out of it and give it picturesqueness, viewed from the river.