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

“The Archer” by Sukhdev Dail

He totally stole somebody’s banana

Paddling into town

On the Mount of the Olives overlooking Jerusalem

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.

…This is the shot most people have to settle for

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

I had a big and very loving host family in Bo

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

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

Front entrance to the massive Lal Qila, or Red Fort

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

McLeod Ganj

Looking out from Amin’s cafe

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

Shikaras sitting still as a motorboat passes them

One of the small classes at Greenway

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

Amanda in front of the water fall

The entrance to Gyuto Monastery in Dharamshala

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

My view from the grandstands

The Monastery

paddling in towards one of the produce markets

Looking down at the madness of the markets of Old Delhi

…continue and continue…

There she is

Manjinder making some delicious chapati

The massive walls of the Red Fort…

Punam in front of her Greenway Public Kindergarten

A wild camel scurrying away

The lowering of both Pakistan and India’s flags

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

Communist buildings in Bishkek

The Taj Mahal as it first appears through the entry gate

The center of Old Delhi

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

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

Shikaras bobbing across the placid water

The Dome of the Rock on Temple Mount

A row of old house boats permanently moored

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

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

Grandstands at the Wagah- Attari Border

Keep going up, and up, and….

The entire faculty and student body of Greenway kindergarten

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.

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.

The Wadi Rum stretched seemingly forever in any direction

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

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

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

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

Practicing my “J”

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

Niki, the ball- stealing lovable lab

Heart of Laxmanjulah

Crazy Himalayan roads

The view from our boat’s porch

First ever Tuk- tuk (or Rikshaw) ride

The Treasury of Al Khazneh from above

Ancient ruins atop the Amman citadel

The Greyhound in full sprint

Checking out the local market in Hauz Kaus

The weather was slowly turning against us

The Weeping Wall

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

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

The Corinthian Tomb

Fading light

This is the shot everyone wants….

Amanda enjoying the sunset

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

Houses roll over each other on the hill side

Sunset after the rainstorm in McLeod Ganj

Laxmanjulah Bridge

The Golden Temple

The Royal Tombs in the morning light

Eliza, Amin’s yound daughter

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

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

The village of Rama

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