Thursday & Friday, 4 & 5 June 2009
The blog for our last two days in New Delhi is a mish mash of images that didn't seem to fit in earlier blogs. Tomorrow we're off early to Aurangabad.
Most of the pictures are of animals which have crossed our paths, or, more likely, whose paths we've crossed. On the beach in Goa there were a lot of dogs. One bitch was surrounded by more than half a dozen males who were snapping at each other, while two others were more wise and took shelter from both sun and suitors:
A few seconds later a sea cow (Hank's pun) approached. She refused to stay still for a portrait. This is the best I could do:
Tuesday night we met up with Will Kitchen of the Mpls/St. Paul basketball group. Where did we meet? Where else could we meet but at a sports bar dedicated to cricket? Will works for IBM in Delhi. He and wife Maggie have been here for 2 years and really love it:
Also on Tuesday, our driver took us by a special tree to show us the bats. Great big, flying fox type bats, resting in the noon day sun. The image shows two: one with the upside down face in the lower right, the other all wrapped up in itself--bat of the me generation:
On Thursday a different driver and different mammals. These live in a sort of wood/dump. Lots of trash, equals lots of food, and I took lots of photos. I like the mother and child theme, and I particularly like the mango juice around the mother's lips. Yes, we bought mangos and water melons for them, but it didn't stop them hissing at us once they'd grabbed a piece. Not lowly groveling monkeys these, but assertive, proud monkeys with a sense of entitlement:
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And now for an image a lot easier on the eyes. This is Amanda, Jenny's sister:
Amanda would be the final member of the traveling group. But we can't forget Amanda's husband Kevin, stationed in Afghanistan, who is with us in spirit and by proxy at every event:
Most of the pictures are of animals which have crossed our paths, or, more likely, whose paths we've crossed. On the beach in Goa there were a lot of dogs. One bitch was surrounded by more than half a dozen males who were snapping at each other, while two others were more wise and took shelter from both sun and suitors:
A few seconds later a sea cow (Hank's pun) approached. She refused to stay still for a portrait. This is the best I could do:
Tuesday night we met up with Will Kitchen of the Mpls/St. Paul basketball group. Where did we meet? Where else could we meet but at a sports bar dedicated to cricket? Will works for IBM in Delhi. He and wife Maggie have been here for 2 years and really love it:
Also on Tuesday, our driver took us by a special tree to show us the bats. Great big, flying fox type bats, resting in the noon day sun. The image shows two: one with the upside down face in the lower right, the other all wrapped up in itself--bat of the me generation:
On Thursday a different driver and different mammals. These live in a sort of wood/dump. Lots of trash, equals lots of food, and I took lots of photos. I like the mother and child theme, and I particularly like the mango juice around the mother's lips. Yes, we bought mangos and water melons for them, but it didn't stop them hissing at us once they'd grabbed a piece. Not lowly groveling monkeys these, but assertive, proud monkeys with a sense of entitlement:
:And now for an image a lot easier on the eyes. This is Amanda, Jenny's sister:
Amanda would be the final member of the traveling group. But we can't forget Amanda's husband Kevin, stationed in Afghanistan, who is with us in spirit and by proxy at every event:
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