ShareIn lieu of a written post, here are some images from India for your viewing pleasure.
Share I didn’t really have much of a community growing up. I lived outside of a town, and there were people in that town of course, but my family was isolated from any real sense of connection to most people … Continue reading
Saying that I was unprepared for India is an understatement. Of course, I was prepared in all the usual ways: my backpack had all the proper gear. I just didn’t understand the emotional preparation I needed to have packed as well.
The family in Haridwar had given me the courage to try, even though my own culture said I wasn’t “ready” to have a family.
What was to be learned from this one-sided encounter with the poorest people we had ever seen, but also the happiest?
He was showing us, the rare foreigners who had come so far to visit him, his treasure. And in this place, all I could look at was his shirt. “Ski Gatlinburg.”
ShareFeeling very satisfied, since one of my goals had already been accomplished in the first twenty minutes of being in the Nubra Valley, I happily returned to the car with not-too-great shots of my first sighting of a Bactrian camel. … Continue reading
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ShareDescent. That really is the only word to describe what it feels like to leave one of the highest motorable passes in the world (at 17,582 feet) and move slowly over terrible roads to the “valley” that sits at roughly … Continue reading