The Taj
Agra, India
With the danger of hurricane monomania taking over this blog, it time to throw in some news about what Chris and I are doing besides watching the news and reading weather updates.
Yesterday we visited the Taj Mahal. It's been raining off and on in Agra for the past few days and we had been trying to time our visit to coincide with good picture taking light. The sun popped out from between the clouds for 30 seconds at a time. We got pictures of the Taj looking grey. The Taj in blinding white. Tonight before catching the train to Varanasi we'll try for the Taj draped in sunset pinks.
None of our photos are on-line yet. We're in a Windows '98 town and uploading onto the computers is not possible. Maybe in Varanasi. Or maybe in Calcutta.
Exactly one week from today we will be on a plane, flying to a SE Asian country that I'd rather not mention. It's a place that frowns upon free expression and the internet. Anyone remotely resembling a journalist or photographer is unwelcome. Not that we are officially either profession, but we probably come close enough for discomfort. We expect be out of contact with the world for 10 days or so.
So far we aren't exactly sure of how we are going to exit the unmentioned country. Plans were to cross overland into Thailand, but information about the border crossings is sketchy. We may have to fly. The goal is to figure it out once we are there, before our tourist visas run out.
But for now it's time for one last look at the Taj to see what color it is now...
With the danger of hurricane monomania taking over this blog, it time to throw in some news about what Chris and I are doing besides watching the news and reading weather updates.
Yesterday we visited the Taj Mahal. It's been raining off and on in Agra for the past few days and we had been trying to time our visit to coincide with good picture taking light. The sun popped out from between the clouds for 30 seconds at a time. We got pictures of the Taj looking grey. The Taj in blinding white. Tonight before catching the train to Varanasi we'll try for the Taj draped in sunset pinks.
None of our photos are on-line yet. We're in a Windows '98 town and uploading onto the computers is not possible. Maybe in Varanasi. Or maybe in Calcutta.
Exactly one week from today we will be on a plane, flying to a SE Asian country that I'd rather not mention. It's a place that frowns upon free expression and the internet. Anyone remotely resembling a journalist or photographer is unwelcome. Not that we are officially either profession, but we probably come close enough for discomfort. We expect be out of contact with the world for 10 days or so.
So far we aren't exactly sure of how we are going to exit the unmentioned country. Plans were to cross overland into Thailand, but information about the border crossings is sketchy. We may have to fly. The goal is to figure it out once we are there, before our tourist visas run out.
But for now it's time for one last look at the Taj to see what color it is now...
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