On my way out of Sarnath, we came upon a crew repaving the road. This was the only time I saw a road being paved or repaved while I was in India. I was kind of blown away by this sight, so I took a picture. And then, my autorickshaw driver gunned the engine and tore us right through this fresh pavement, ruining it. He laughed devilishly as the road workers shouted and waved their fists. We made our way back to Varanasi.