Sorry to be so out of touch! Expect more... sometime! Miss you all, Nate
Here are our communal eating digs, in the village school building, where we also sleep in classrooms.
our lovely ladies in saris in rajasthan, blending in completely, trying to find a moment of anonymity in this tiny yet crowded village that has never seen foreigners
we spent 1 week in mcleod ganj, the tibetan's home in exile. my eyes are opened to the sacrilage of the olympics in beijing, the plight of the tibetans, the hardships they face there and the importance of quick action. soon tibet will be fall victim of chinese-ization and there will be no ethnic tibet to speak of freeing
ben, lover of trees, hugs, rocks, people, things, places, books, philosophy, and just about everything, crusader against ignorance and fighter for justice
dawn, the fearless co-leader, manifester of magic, tender of trees and has the power to shoot rainbows out of her palms
25 days in india, traveling without a plan, waiting for the kids to get here. started in old delhi
my italian traveler friend, elizabeth
in McLeod Ganj, site of the tibetan government and Dalai Lama's home in exile
carpe diem - the name of the company i'll be working for, leading 7 students in northern india for three months
a haven for cooking classes, reiki, yoga, tai chi, massage, whatever...
a horse trough?
tibetan monks in McLeod Ganj at a temple
amritsar, at the sikhs' holy site, the golden temple
at the boarder of pakistan and india. every night they close the boarder and everyone dances and goes wild. makes no sense -- read about it below
a night scene at amritsar
nek chand's rock garden in chandhigar. also read about it below
a public works worker, he made his garden out of junk
now it's 25 acres! and growing
the rock garden is separated by dwarf-like doors, feels like pan's labyrinth
the coolest grandfathers in agra. after 18 hours on a train general class, we bonded and i was taken in, fed five meals, and spent 24 hours learning about the very different homelife of a traditional brahmin family.
off to their country house where their extended family lives, 22k away from anything
some very sexy temples at khajuraho, for a change of pace
an ancient monument to, of many things, erotic art
an indian family in Mahoba - they found me and promptly took me in as their own during a mela, carnival fair
a street in varanasi, the? oldest living city in the world
on the docks in varanasi
near the burning ghats, the smokey corpses are thown in the river with whole cows and dead infants
marriage arranger! one of my faves
on the train, 2nd class sleeper is all you need
my friend Philipa after almost 50 hours STRAIGHT of being on a train with me, from Varanasi to Mumbai and Mumbai to Goa
here we are at the.... beach?
anjuna, where naked hippies shocked india in the 60's. none to be found now
the rave with an indian named karma that defies explanation
here is panjim, part of portuguese goa in the south. woah different.
in mumbai, aka bombay - my new family! staying with Z's cousin, Paru
paru, jeffrey, our cars (um, no) and the two cutest kids
mine! all mine!
victoria station, in mumbai. Paru was the most amazing host. somehow I stayed 6 days with him instead of 1. now it's off to delhi to meet the students and three months of adventure in india. india's too much, man, i wish i could share it. alas this is all i can do!
