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Everywhere so far

Sunset after the rainstorm in McLeod Ganj

The village of Rama

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

One of the small classes at Greenway

The entrance to Gyuto Monastery in Dharamshala

I had a big and very loving host family in Bo

Fading light

The weather was slowly turning against us

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

Laxmanjulah Bridge

The entire faculty and student body of Greenway kindergarten

Paddling into town

A row of old house boats permanently moored

The Greyhound in full sprint

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.

This is the shot everyone wants….

The Weeping Wall

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

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

Keep going up, and up, and….

A wild camel scurrying away

First ever Tuk- tuk (or Rikshaw) ride

Front entrance to the massive Lal Qila, or Red Fort

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

Manjinder making some delicious chapati

Ancient ruins atop the Amman citadel

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

Looking out from Amin’s cafe

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.

Grandstands at the Wagah- Attari Border

On the Mount of the Olives overlooking Jerusalem

There she is

The Treasury of Al Khazneh from above

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

The Monastery

Shikaras sitting still as a motorboat passes them

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.

Practicing my “J”

Amanda enjoying the sunset

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

The massive walls of the Red Fort…

The lowering of both Pakistan and India’s flags

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

Amanda in front of the water fall

Shikaras bobbing across the placid water

Punam in front of her Greenway Public Kindergarten

Checking out the local market in Hauz Kaus

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

paddling in towards one of the produce markets

…continue and continue…

The view from our boat’s porch

The center of Old Delhi

Looking down at the madness of the markets of Old Delhi

The Wadi Rum stretched seemingly forever in any direction

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

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)

Heart of Laxmanjulah

The Royal Tombs in the morning light

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

Houses roll over each other on the hill side

The Corinthian Tomb

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

He totally stole somebody’s banana

The Taj Mahal as it first appears through the entry gate

Niki, the ball- stealing lovable lab

The Golden Temple

Communist buildings in Bishkek

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

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

…This is the shot most people have to settle for

McLeod Ganj

Crazy Himalayan roads

Eliza, Amin’s yound daughter

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

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

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

My view from the grandstands

The Dome of the Rock on Temple Mount

“The Archer” by Sukhdev Dail

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

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

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

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