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Jama Masjid from the side, showing its central dome and minarets

I even got a picture and short article in the local paper

Looking out at Dal Lake from where the wetlands end and the water spreads uninterrupted in all directions

Keep going up, and up, and….

The interior of our houseboat. Amanda and I couldn’t believe the deal we received. Look at the rugs, the ceiling, the furniture. Somehow we had this boat all to ourselves for two days.

“The Archer” by Sukhdev Dail

Thousands come every day to watch the border between India and Pakistan close

The lowering of both Pakistan and India’s flags

The entrance to Gyuto Monastery in Dharamshala

Fading light

Shikaras sitting still as a motorboat passes them

Grandstands at the Wagah- Attari Border

First ever Tuk- tuk (or Rikshaw) ride

Bridge over the Ganges in Laxmanjulah, the power of the river is very deceptive

The swap meet in the center of the city where all motorcycle sales, purchases, and maintenance happens

There she is

This was the last place I could take photos, just as we were about to enter the monastery

I also had the pleasure of being in Jerusalem during election day; Herzog versus Netanyahu

Practicing my “J”

Returning the flag of India to the Border Security Guard’s office

Houses roll over each other on the hill side

The Golden Temple

Looking out from Amin’s cafe

The Corinthian Tomb

The Weeping Wall

Normal foot traffic on the bridge. Pretty soon here I’m going to have to blog about the cows of India

Crazy Himalayan roads

My view from the grandstands

Ancient ruins atop the Amman citadel

The Royal Tombs in the morning light

One of the many patch jobs my bike has received. This one is from my Chuar Chra neighborhood mechanic, Dilzin, helping me attach my new clutch.

Coming through the canyon to catch a first glimpse of the Treasury

He totally stole somebody’s banana

Eliza, Amin’s yound daughter

This is the shot everyone wants….

The Wadi Rum stretched seemingly forever in any direction

The massive walls of the Red Fort…

Our view from the 9,500ft (or 2,850meter) summit of Triund plateau

Shikaras bobbing across the placid water

Manjinder making some delicious chapati

paddling in towards one of the produce markets

A beautiful vantage point. My safari group is below for perspective

Heart of Laxmanjulah

The 16,000ft snowcaps of the Tian Shan mountains just south of the capital city of Bishkek, at only 2,000ft

On the Mount of the Olives overlooking Jerusalem

The only photo I took. Without any description it’s hard to tell anything at all is happening

The view from our boat’s porch

A wild camel scurrying away

Samy. He said he would only let me take a picture of him if I let him wear my glasses for it. Deal. And as a parting gift he gave me a necklace he had made.

The center of Old Delhi

The entire faculty and student body of Greenway kindergarten

Left to right, Sombrit, Manjinder, Baraj, and Monu

Communist buildings in Bishkek

Checking out the local market in Hauz Kaus

The Treasury of Al Khazneh from above

I had a big and very loving host family in Bo

Anything that makes it easier to get a view like this is sure to be a lifelong passion

Laxmanjulah Bridge

McLeod Ganj

Amanda enjoying the sunset

The weather was slowly turning against us

A row of old house boats permanently moored

Paddling into town

Uncle Ji below a picture of himself taken at my aunt’s wedding in the early 80’s

Monu (in the cap) and Uncle Ji (on the right) talking with the farm hands

I love this shot of a couple boys hanging out on top of the Roman Amphitheater

Punam in front of her Greenway Public Kindergarten

…This is the shot most people have to settle for

Spirit of the Sikh soldier, by my grandfather Sukhdev Dail (Sukhi) and his brother Jagmohan (Uncle Ji)

Niki, the ball- stealing lovable lab

The Taj Mahal as it first appears through the entry gate

The Dome of the Rock on Temple Mount

Amanda in front of the water fall

The Monastery

One of the small classes at Greenway

…continue and continue…

The Greyhound in full sprint

Front entrance to the massive Lal Qila, or Red Fort

The front facade of the Jama Masjid, standing in the elevated courtyard used for prayer

The village of Rama

Looking down at the madness of the markets of Old Delhi

The view from our guest house. Mon Peak of the Dhalaudhars

Sunset after the rainstorm in McLeod Ganj

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