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Everywhere so far

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 Treasury of Al Khazneh from above

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

The Greyhound in full sprint

The entire faculty and student body of Greenway kindergarten

The Dome of the Rock on Temple Mount

The Taj Mahal as it first appears through the entry gate

Shikaras bobbing across the placid water

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

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

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

Amanda enjoying the sunset

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

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

Houses roll over each other on the hill side

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

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

The Weeping Wall

McLeod Ganj

One of the small classes at Greenway

The village of Rama

Practicing my “J”

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

Heart of Laxmanjulah

There she is

On the Mount of the Olives overlooking Jerusalem

Communist buildings in Bishkek

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

paddling in towards one of the produce markets

I had a big and very loving host family in Bo

The entrance to Gyuto Monastery in Dharamshala

This is the shot everyone wants….

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

Niki, the ball- stealing lovable lab

A wild camel scurrying away

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

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

Front entrance to the massive Lal Qila, or Red Fort

Ancient ruins atop the Amman citadel

The weather was slowly turning against us

Laxmanjulah Bridge

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

Crazy Himalayan roads

Looking down at the madness of the markets of Old Delhi

Fading light

…continue and continue…

Amanda in front of the water fall

The massive walls of the Red Fort…

My view from the grandstands

Sunset after the rainstorm in McLeod Ganj

The Wadi Rum stretched seemingly forever in any direction

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

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

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.

…This is the shot most people have to settle for

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

Grandstands at the Wagah- Attari Border

The Monastery

Shikaras sitting still as a motorboat passes them

He totally stole somebody’s banana

The Royal Tombs in the morning light

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

The Corinthian Tomb

A row of old house boats permanently moored

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

Eliza, Amin’s yound daughter

Punam in front of her Greenway Public Kindergarten

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 Golden Temple

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

The center of Old Delhi

Looking out from Amin’s cafe

Keep going up, and up, and….

The view from our boat’s porch

Manjinder making some delicious chapati

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

Paddling into town

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

First ever Tuk- tuk (or Rikshaw) ride

The lowering of both Pakistan and India’s flags

Checking out the local market in Hauz Kaus

“The Archer” by Sukhdev Dail

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

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