Mommy, it’s an invasion! And we’re part of it! That’s Claire’s description of traffic in Mumbai…
1800 kilometres in 14 days is a bit much. That’s like driving from Calgary to Vancouver and back, and we learned long ago to fly home for family visits!
If I was going to live in India, I would choose the desert. The air is clean, there is way less garbage, and the stars are beautiful at night.
If someone asks you to see a rat temple just say no. In fact, you can even skip the monkeys. It’s really not necessary to acquaint yourself with all of the planet’s warm-blooded vertebrates!
Did you know that Jaipur has been Calgary’s sister city since 1973? That’s the reason for the Jaipur Bridge in Eau Claire. Jaipur’s hospital is also named after Calgary. We’ve been exploring the Pink City for the past couple of days.
Anyone who bears 14 children deserves a medal (or at least condolences). And if you die during the delivery of your last, you deserve to be memorialized. Such are the origins of the Taj Mahal.
There are a hundred different ways to experience being mobbed in India, but this is perhaps the most pleasant!
Want some fruit? Maybe a slice of roast pig? How about some flowers or even a fan? We saw everything for sale in one of Thailand’s largest floating markets.
They are both eight years old. But one has boundless opportunities before her and the other has none. In the West, we often don’t appreciate everything that is afforded to us simply because of our birthright. Our visit to the “long neck” Karens brought home that point today.