I am not able to use a good image editing program on the road, so I am left with two choices: put up 300-800k images (which would take FOREVER to see on the net), or use the small preview images that the camera creates automatically. I have opted for the latter. The effect for you is fairly low resolution images, but it's better than nothing!
Arguably the holiest city in India, Varanasi sits on the banks of the Ganges River. People come here to die, as dying in Varanasi would ensure release from the endless cycle of rebirths.
After two days here, I wanted to die, as it would ensure release from the endless cycle of rickshaw drivers and street vendors hassling me 24 hours a day. I have rechristened the city "Pain-in-the-ass-i."
Wow. Got two words for you: Taj Mahal.
While in the city of Agra, I also visited the Agra Fort, so there's a few pictures of that thrown in as well. Unfortunately, the number of people lying to you, cheating you (including numerous government employees), and being generally rude increased from Varanasi to Agra. It has now been renamed "Agra-vation." I'm sure you can imagine what I later renamed Delhi.
Ahhh, Himalayan India. As I headed out of the cities, the percentage of liars and crooks decreased dramatically. However, until you get off the beaten track, I still found most people rather rude.
But the Spiti Valley is remote, and the people were wonderful. Here are several pictures from this area, as well as the village of Mud where I stayed for a few days. Mud is far more scenic than its name might suggest.
While staying in Mud, 12,500 feet (3810 meters), I decided to do a day hike to a peak I saw in the distance. Mind you there are no trails up to this thing. I sure know how to pick em: 18,100 feet, Baby! (5516 meters, Mate!)
Elevation credit goes to the GPS, as I don't think this peak even has a name.
The family I stayed with in Mud spends most of their fall days collecting greenery from the hillsides. This is then dried and stored to keep their animals alive over the winter. Yet another job I hadn't tried yet. Think these new skills I'm acquiring will help me land that hot Silicon Valley job when I return?
As an aside, I asked them what they do while they are snowed in for the entire winter. "We drink and dance." Everyday? "Yes, everyday." Perhaps I'll move there.
Time to get out there- pictures from my four day trek through part of the Zanskar range. I made my tent by sewing together two large, used garment bags, and went "sans stove." Luckily, all went well, and someone else will have to win the Darwin Award this year.
The Gompas (Monestaries) of the Himalayan region of Ladakh are usually set in spectacular locations. Here are some of the cooler ones I saw.
Pictures of a few Lamas (Monks), Thangkas (Tibetan paintings, prounounced with a hard "t"), and young praying monks.
These are photos that don't fit into any distinct category.
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