Sunday, July 14, 2013
Saturday, July 13, 2013
Friday, July 12, 2013
Thursday, July 11, 2013
DAY 116
I have a new special interest in the pieces of cloth that auto rickshaw drivers hang from their wing mirrors. You see them all the time and they're almost always lovely, soft, well-washed cotton. They're plain, checked or sometimes (my favourite) a single line of thread in a different colour, running down the length. I saw one the other day that I loved so much I almost asked the rickshaw driver if I could buy it from him, but I thought that might be taking it a bit far. I might have to show you a few more examples before you really understand why I like them. This might be the third chapter of my book.
Wednesday, July 10, 2013
DAY 115
I pass this building sometimes on my way home from work. It's much bigger than it looks in this photo. I love the colour, the covered balcony and the arches. But most of all I love the name. What is a chummery? I have been perplexed by this. But now I know. Apparently, a chummery was originally a building where unmarried officers lived during the British Raj. 'P&T' here stands for 'Post and Telegraph'. It might still house only bachelors who work for the postal service. I should find out.
Tuesday, July 9, 2013
Monday, July 8, 2013
DAY 113
One last photo from the mountains - the boys and Ed found a beautiful walk after I left, behind the Dalai Lama's temple compound and down into the forest, full of prayer flags and prayer wheels and these painted and carved rocks. Looks so lovely, I'm very jealous I didn't get to see it. They came back to Delhi on Monday night on the overnight sleeper train.
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