Postcard from Pushkar
India, Pushkar. Bath in the holy lake.
Portrait of a Girl Wearing a Pink Sari
I met this beautiful girl wearing a pink sari today in the evening near Ghat Badaj in Pushkar. She arrived here from a village near Udaipur with her big family (parents, sisters and cousins with their husbands and children) to take a bath in the holy water of the lake.
In the evening all of them were resting after the hot day. I was sitting nearby and fortunately we met.
She was behaving like a real model, so I have more of her photographs and I’m going to show them here in future.
Today there’s only one of them, with hope that you will like it:)
3 Postcards: Jodhpur, Jaisalmer and Udaipur
After a little break I’m sending three postcards from India.
India, Jodhpur. Woman in one of streets in the old town.
India – like coming back home:)
My backpack has already been packed because I have my flight to Delhi today. I’m going to spend two and a half weeks in India and I will probably stay in Rajasthan.
Of course it’s quite possible that Rajasthan’s summer temperatures will be too high for me… If so, I’m going to escape from there to some cooler place.
I have no exact plans for now, my itinerary is very flexible. I only know that I’d like to visit Jodhpur, Pushkar and Udaipur and maybe Jaipur, Jaisalmer and Bundi if I still have time.
I hope to post something here from time to time, but I can’t promise anything. There will be for sure a new desktop wallpaper for May.
This will be my 2nd time in India and I feel like coming back home…
Nepalese Amusements
- “I used to smoke this and that. Bushes of varying were growing everywhere. Imagine, that my Nepalese host used to treat marijuana in the same way as she treated weeds! Ah, those were the days … “ – a Spaniard I met recalls the sixties in Nepal with emotion in his voice. I heard that almost a year after I had made this picture and it was not in Nepal, but in Myanmar.
I met this smoker near the Hindu temple Pashupatinath in Kathmandu. He was sitting alone in a corner and smoking. I do not know, what exactly he had in his large pipe, because any contact with the smoker was not possible.
But I am sure it was something special, which gave him particular pleasure.
Postcard from Al-Ghariba
Tunisia, Djerba. A blue door in the Al-Ghariba synagogue.
City in the colour of a green papaya
I went to Hanoi by accident. I did not even plan to go to Vietnam, but I had an opportunity to buy a ticket at a good price, so there was no reason to hesitate. I had wanted to spend just two afternoons there, but after a few hours in this charming city I changed my mind.
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