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May 23, 2015

The Dalai Lama and the Dhalaudhars

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Everywhere so far

A wild camel scurrying away

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

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

Paddling into town

The Greyhound in full sprint

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

The massive walls of the Red Fort…

The Taj Mahal as it first appears through the entry gate

The Weeping Wall

I had a big and very loving host family in Bo

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

Heart of Laxmanjulah

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

Looking out from Amin’s cafe

…This is the shot most people have to settle for

The village of Rama

Manjinder making some delicious chapati

Houses roll over each other on the hill side

Shikaras sitting still as a motorboat passes them

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

The entrance to Gyuto Monastery in Dharamshala

…continue and continue…

Sunset after the rainstorm in McLeod Ganj

Amanda in front of the water fall

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

Practicing my “J”

The lowering of both Pakistan and India’s flags

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

My view from the grandstands

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.

A row of old house boats permanently moored

The entire faculty and student body of Greenway kindergarten

On the Mount of the Olives overlooking Jerusalem

Ancient ruins atop the Amman citadel

Eliza, Amin’s yound daughter

The Treasury of Al Khazneh from above

The center of Old Delhi

The Wadi Rum stretched seemingly forever in any direction

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

“The Archer” by Sukhdev Dail

The Golden Temple

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

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

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

The Monastery

First ever Tuk- tuk (or Rikshaw) ride

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

Fading light

Crazy Himalayan roads

Grandstands at the Wagah- Attari Border

Amanda enjoying the sunset

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

The weather was slowly turning against us

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

This is the shot everyone wants….

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

Front entrance to the massive Lal Qila, or Red Fort

Communist buildings in Bishkek

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 small classes at Greenway

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

Laxmanjulah Bridge

Looking down at the madness of the markets of Old Delhi

The view from our boat’s porch

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

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

Keep going up, and up, and….

The Dome of the Rock on Temple Mount

Checking out the local market in Hauz Kaus

McLeod Ganj

The Royal Tombs in the morning light

Shikaras bobbing across the placid water

Niki, the ball- stealing lovable lab

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

paddling in towards one of the produce markets

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.

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

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

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

There she is

He totally stole somebody’s banana

Punam in front of her Greenway Public Kindergarten

The Corinthian Tomb

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