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The holiest Gurudwara for Sikhs.
Dreamy Not to be confused with Hanuman, Humayan was a Mogul invader king, and this is part of his extravagant tomb complex in Delhi.
Sunset reflecting off the cliffs and surf in Cape Town.
On a ride with Janet in the Redwoods National Park (Orick, CA), I've backed Antar into the lighting-burn husk of a redwood tree!
Sparky, Kathy, & I had a blast being total tourists in San Fran! Here we are on the Golden Gate Bridge, of course!
Sultanahmet, backlit by the setting sun, as we returned by ferry from the Princes' Islands.
Tourists at the entrance to the Blue Mosque in Sultanahmet, Istanbul
Our favorite Hamburg mural, found on Lange Reihe, the gayest street in the city, with more Friseurs (Hair Salons) and cafés than any other, and some of our favorite international markets and restaurants!
Each day we pass this stunning Russian Orthodox church between the Lutherostrasse U-2 stop and our Wohnheim.
...in front of the Kölner Dom?
Puja, posing in front of the Udaipur temples for Sati, the emulation of widows, where one of the final ceremonies of the wedding took place.
Our boat ride in a Shikara around Udaipur lake, we glimsped the most beautiful of sights, from the City Palace, to Ghats, hotels, and trees in bloom...
Raj Rajeschwari and her groom search for a ring in a bowl of muddy water with dried dates and other dangers to misguide them. The mothers keep the young couple from cheating in their getting-to-know-you games during their wedding, on valentines day!
...playing her flute to charm the multitude of admirers at a temple in Udaipur!
The fishing boats have returned from night's frenzied work, but the fishers must prepare again for the day's ferrying, repairs, and gossip. The beach bares some scars of the tsunami, and the skyline evinces colonialism perhaps not entirely gone: church bells compete with laughter, and the waves of three seas for the morning's attention.
Puja, in the truly glorious dawn light, after the most moving sunrise of our lives, in Kanyakumari.
Puja, Kate, & I in the temple of Madurai.
The view from our hotel room looked out over the poet's statue, the temple on an island, and the fishing boats, their lights strewn on the horizon, and moving across the three converging seas as they brought their catch back to the busy fishmarket below.
Puja brought me a tika, as only Hindus are allowed inside the temple at Madurai
Anjali, Puja, and I exploring the tide pools and anticipating the promised phenomenal flash of disapearing sun over the Arabian sea at Kanyakumari.
Anjali choosing offerings for the goddess...
Puja's on Nandi while I act the tour guide in Mahabalipuram.