Keep off the grass, the Taj is watching.
The Taj Mahal is real into symmetry. This is one of the four identical gates to the tomb.
Peek-a-boo!
Omigod there are people everywhere. Omigod this is way too overwhelming. I hate culture.
Obligatory picture in front of Taj Mahal. The look on my face closely approximates how I felt at the time.
That guy in the center is really tiny.
All the squiggly stuff? Look real close. Yeah - inlays of Koranic verses in Arabic. This is why this job took 20,000 people.
The inside of a delightful half-dome at the Taj Mahal.
Flower and inlay!
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This is what the ceiling of a tomb should look like. Way to go Taj Mahal!
After a while of taking pictures of one of the more photographed buildings on Earth, you begin to get a little wonky.
The long walk into Agra fort.
I look like I am pooping a brick. Really I am pretending to be strong with my bag hanging behind me.
The long drop off of Agra fort.
Sunrise fought its way through the smog to give me some light rays at the Agra fort.
Monkey maternal love.
If you have seen something cuter than this, I pity you.
Which one is the monkey?
“Subprime morgages? Please! Tell me more!” “Well, you see...”
This building is known as the 'mini Taj' even though it looks nothing like the Taj. Nonetheless, I think it was much cuter.
The river through Agra has near done dry up.
Cute little towers.
Beautiful inlayed ceilings of stars.
Me looking snarky infront of a delightful pattern.
I love that this sign is needed.
Fishing boat in Cochin.
Stairways in organic coffee shops in Cochin.
A fair is a fair everywhere. Notice man in center right weating lungi - basically a sarong - and looking way more comfortable than I am in my pants.
Boredom befalls carnie.
Banana flowers.
A vegetable seller giving me a bit of one of his lime-grapefruits.
This sweet fruit looked like salmon. Thankfully, it tasted of citrus.
Stormy skies over the Keralan backwaters.
A crow crosses the backwaters at sunset.
Sticking my head out of the window of one of many trains in India.
Christmas stars adorn a cathedral in Thiruvananthapuram.
The communists are in power in Kerala. They plaster everything with commie stuff just like a good commie would.
