Wolf's Burn, Landour

I am now at home in Wolf's Burn, a guest house which is an easy 10 minute walk from the Language School. Classes are going well and my Hindi is coming along slowly but surely. Everything else is a hike down the mountain besides four little shops called Char Dukan (which aptly means four shops in Hindi).

The house in the Himalayan mist, Wolf's Burn.

The most amazing lightning storm I've seen. It even rained inside!

Landour Bazar

The Mall, Mussoorie

The Mall, Mussoorie

Fruit and vegitable dukan perched on on the cliff, Landour Bazar.

Landour Bazar

Delhi

Sights around Delhi.

The Lotus Temple

"The Picture" in front of Qutub Minar for Charlee B.

Ruins of the Mosjid at Qutub Minar

Adrienne and Esther in front of the Red Fort

Marble inlay work inside the Red Fort.

This Post is Dedicated to Charlee B.

Santiniketan

While I was in Kolkata I took a train to visit Fern who is studying in Santiniketan. She is studying classical Indian vocal music at Visva-Bharati University. This university was started by Rabindranath Tagore an incredibly influential and prolific poet, philosopher, musician and humanist. Fern was a wonderful host. She introduced me to her friends some of whom showed me through the Art Department Khala Bhavana, we biked all over, drank lots of Lasse, listend to Baul Musicians at Hat Bazar and she and a friend played and sang late into the night.

The Train to Santiniketan, where I finally fell in love with India.

Tegore's Glass House,

where people of all faiths are invited to pray.

The house of Amartya Sen, the famous Indian economist

who showed that famine was not a issue of production but one of distribution.

Baul musician playing at Hat Bazaar

Fern and Deo playing and singing traditional Indian music.

This post is dedicated to Fern for being such a good host, and getting away with it!

I'm still alive blog

I am safe and sound in my Himalayan Hideaway. I had a wonderful time in Kolkata and Delhi and will hopefully be posting blogs about them shortly.