Delhi

Some more pictures from around...



Lotus Temple
Henna

The oldest minaret in New Delhi

Phil and his sitar

top bunk on the train

"Indian Style" bathroom

Always time for Macaroni

Don't call me a blogger.

Yes, I'm aware of how long it has been since I last blogged. I've been really busy/distracted but I'm still going to add more when I get a chance. I'm safe in Israel now and having a great time. I still have two or three more posts to write about India but they will be a bit shorter then the others. For our last weekend away the three of us went to Varanasi. The city is said to be the holiest in India and was built in honor of Goddess Shiva. Varanasi is made up of narrow alleyways which are filled with everything that signifies Indian culture and Religion (including piles of cow poop everywhere that we have developed a sixth sense for quickly dodging) . We made a point to visit the Golden Temple there. I went expecting to witness a peaceful, organized ceremony of sorts but that was not the case at all. The temple is essentially a square with rooms at each corner. The people push their way in lines from room to room making offerings (i.e. money and marigolds) to the various gods and goddesses. It was loud and unlike anything I've ever seen and just like so many other times on my trip, I left thinking to myself "what exactly just happened a minute ago." Our hostel offered a free boat tour so in the evening we went and watched a giant ceremony from the water. Hundreds of people were there watching as priests performed the prayers and syncronized offerings. Aside from our lovely Ganges boat ride, everything we did was entirely chaotic, random, overwhelming, exciting...I'll try to think of new adjectives for my next post. More later.

India: Motorcycles, people, cows, garbage, colors

Outside of the temple entrance