Namaste to India

We've returned safe and sound from India.

The food, the history, the saris, the cows, it's really all there. Two and a half weeks was such a tease.

A market in Haridwar:


Women in Delhi:


A visit of the Jama Masjid, the largest mosque in India.


The Golden Temple in Amritsar. Sikhs come here from across India to pray and take a dip in the sacred pool. It turns out we went on a sort of unintentional religious tour of India. We followed a giant Hindu pilgrimage with a visit to the holiest Sikh site, a trip to see the Dalai Lama's home town, another visit to the Ganges in Varanasi, and an excursion to the stupa where Buddha made his first sermon.



Street cow in Varanasi. I had no idea cows were such natural city dwellers until I visited India.


Procession of unknown purpose in Delhi:


Temple in Khajuraho:


Look closer! How tawdry! (I'd make a Kama Sutra joke but that's not really appropriate for a teacher):



And that is my final post on India. Goodbye dear country! Farewell one billion inhabitants! Back to the adopted mother-country and the rest of my vacation.

With fondness,
Rebecca