Bourbon's

Today, I cracked the second party pack of Bourbons. Bourbon's are cookies that I discovered in India. Well, not so much discovered as was introduced too. Let me tell you, in India, I was loving these cookies. So much so that I bought two party packs and brought them home. I have to say they tasted better in India. I wonder why!

These pictures are from our first day or two in Delhi. The view? That is from our hotel. The street? That is the street our hotel was on. The dog up above? Who knows, just a nice dog that was near our hotel and clearly wanted its photo snapped; I obliged.






The lotus temple (below). It was a nice spot in the middle of the Delhi chaos. So calm and peaceful. We gave up control of our shoes so we could enter the temple. It was well worth it. The temple was quiet and offered us a moment to relax and reflect. I wanted to scream. The roof line would have made for an entertaining echo!










On the same day we saw India Gate. Here it is without all the tourist brochure photoshopping. It was well worth the stop. We milled around and took pictures. The children love having their pictures taken and both Taren and I were happy to do it.




As for the Bourbons. Well, I have three quarters of the party pack left in my cupboard. I will eat them. If you want one, let me know and we can share one. A little taste of India. And, if you are really lucky I could make some Masala tea to go with them. All you have to do is ask.

My Shirt has Spaghetti on it!

I'm Home

I have been back just shy of a week. I was exhausted after my journey home and I caught a cold. The past couple of days I have been taking it easy, eating well, and resting.

India is fading into my memory and today I was actually thinking about going back. Is that something I would ever do? I am still undecided. The pollution puts me off, as does the constant badgering from people wanting money. However, I would like to see the south and, more so, Leh Ledak.

I was reviewing some of my pictures and I can see in the pictures the contrast and contradiction of India. The amazing beauty reflected in the Taj Mahal and the incredible mess, reflected here in this street picutre.

On the way home I spent about 2 hours in Paris. What an incredible place, and such an oasis after my time in India. I wandered the streets, not straying too far, as I had a plane to catch and the threat of rain was looming. I did find a wonderful street with little cafes and food shops. I love the picture of the shop with the little dog tied inside. He is waiting while his owner shops. Here are the first pictures of Paris.

I also wanted to share these two photos. Because one shows my travelling friend Taren, at the Taj Mahal, and the second shows Taren, Alanah and Sarah. Take in that photo and how these women stand out, 3 beauties among the chaos. We eventually lost site of them as their ricshaw driver raced away ahead of us. We did, finally, catch up to them back at our hotel.