Saturday, March 25, 2006
Entry to the Dargah, Ajmer, India
Friday, March 24, 2006
Mussoorie Tibetan prayer flags
You can find a commentary for this photo under the entry "Mussoorie" further down on this page...
Thursday, March 23, 2006
beginning of the Shiva festival walk
The temple on the left is where the 75km walk began that I describe in the entry "Shiva festival/ b-day coincidence?" This is a good shot aswell because one can see people bathing and washing clothes, probably the 2 most frequent uses of the ghats.(though I had qualms about invading their privacy for sure)
Nandu and company
Chennai bound woman
selling Chai
holymen
Thursday, March 16, 2006
La Cathédrale St. Pierre and La Faculté de médecine
quiet times) built in the 1300s and the adjoining University of
Medicine to the left...
Montpellier after 2 and 1/2 years
What a wild feeling to return to a place where one has spent some of one's most memorable times. The city of Montpellier is like a museum of memories for me, a conversation I had here, a quiet moment spent there. This morning I'll be doing some review of Montpellier history at the municipal museum (place jean jaurès) and then at the Faculty of Medicine that was Europe's first university of medicine, going back to 1220. Last evening I ate at the university restaurant where I took most of my meals during the 03-04 school year, and saw my dorms... A Friend from my Montpellier year will be arriving for a reunion of sorts on Friday, C'est la fête... Once I get home I will add some commentary to the last India photos, there have been some complaints ;-)
Monday, March 13, 2006
destination Montpellier
Thanks to everyone here in India and at home, India has really been a wonderful experience...
Sunday, March 12, 2006
Sunday, March 05, 2006
ode to Indian trains and to berthmates
After a long haul from Delhi I am now in Varkala in Kerala state, on the Arabian Sea. I have just arrived but I must say that singing traditional Keralan songs, w/ a frisbee for a drum, with the Indians in my berth of the sleeper car was truly a highlight. It is a different world down here in Kerala... more soon, cwt
Thursday, March 02, 2006
Mussoorie
Mohan and his motorbike (don't worry Mom), I ascended into the
Himalayan foothills to the hill station established by the
"Britishers," as they are called here, Mussoorie at 6000 ft. Though
the view of the snow capped Himalayas was obscured by clouds and smog
(amen for development and its discontents) an even greater surprise
revealed itself. Descending from a peak in a cable car Iconsulted a
map, trying to find that not so touristy gem that always makes a
backpacker's motor purr. To the "Buddha Temple" it was, after finally
getting the best of a rickshaw driver in price negotiations I walked
to the secluded temple. Once on the grounds I noticed that there was
also a school for young Tibetan refugees. On the peak above were
floating what seemed like a wall of prayer flags. Up at the raised
"pulpit" at the peak I met Akhil, a teacher at the school. He
explained the prayer flags to me and told me of his work and of the
school, his affection for these hills where he too had done his
studies. After some reflection time and second thoughts about leaving
that place for my next destination Akhil and I said "goodnight" and
not good bye, I like his style.
Here is the kicker, Akhil gave me his contact information, and once
back in town, after a free ride from local man, I called Akhil up with
a few more questions. The school was established in 1962 and is
funded by the Indian Gov't and recognized by the Tibetan Gov't in
exile in Dharmasala, India. Though they can't take direct donations
they would welcome volunteers and Akhil said that one could teach with
a B.A./B.S. The school year is from March to Dec. so any of you out
there that would like to spend time at a Himalayan hill station as a
teacher in a Tibetan school over looking
the green happy valley with its batheable waterfalls and snowpeaked
views, just let me know...that is if I dont take the position first...
Well i am off to Kerala at the southern tip of India in an hour. I
first heard of the state in my Developing World courses as an example
of successful social development before economic development, the only
place (in the world? or maybe just in India) with a long running
elected communist party in power, yep, I'm going pink...
cwt
PS: I think my pictures on Flickr got hacked so there is a guy with a
gun, this is not my picture!