some photos
Everybody wants photos, so I have chosen a few to put up here. I've had so little time to write I figured I could make up for the words with some images.
This is the view from the front of Sambhava around sunrise. I still can't figure out how much of this haze here is smoke and how much is fog. It is pretty when the sun is low. This photo makes the scene look quiet, but don't be fooled. The first Muslim prayer chant thunders over Bafna Colony at 5 a.m. and loud Hindi music begins from various sources starting at about 7 a.m. We just got some visitors arriving from Spain last night and they were shocked this morning at how loud the music was, how late at night it ended, how early it came on, and how incongruously celebratory it seemed for place like this. I have already forgotten how this area looks or seems upon first arrival.
People have been asking to see the clinic. The clinic is visible above in the upper right corner of this photo -- brick building with sloping tile roofs. I took this on the way back to cook dinner after shopping for some ingredients on Berasia Rd with Maude and Matthias. This is Matthias here, standing on the bridge over the not-doing-so-well river that runs behind the clinic. Apparently it has more water than trash during the monsoon, but right now it is much more trash than water. I promise I will provide more close-up photos of the clinic at some point.
Some cows relax and contemplate the sand on Berasia Road, which is a five-minute walk from here and the closest place to buy vegetables and basic supplies. It's the main drag around this part of Bhopal.
This man ran a small shop downtown. He seemed very pleased that I liked his beard and sunglasses combo so much (he ran his fingers through it, smiling) and happily posed for this photo.
In India people decorate and adorn things as much as they can, whether with paint, foil, strings of lights, glitter, garlands of orange and white flowers (my favorite), or lots of other things. The buses here can be real works of art. Over the dashboard there are always garlands of flowers and most of them blast ethereal Hindi songs as they rattle down the road.
This is the view from the front of Sambhava around sunrise. I still can't figure out how much of this haze here is smoke and how much is fog. It is pretty when the sun is low. This photo makes the scene look quiet, but don't be fooled. The first Muslim prayer chant thunders over Bafna Colony at 5 a.m. and loud Hindi music begins from various sources starting at about 7 a.m. We just got some visitors arriving from Spain last night and they were shocked this morning at how loud the music was, how late at night it ended, how early it came on, and how incongruously celebratory it seemed for place like this. I have already forgotten how this area looks or seems upon first arrival.
People have been asking to see the clinic. The clinic is visible above in the upper right corner of this photo -- brick building with sloping tile roofs. I took this on the way back to cook dinner after shopping for some ingredients on Berasia Rd with Maude and Matthias. This is Matthias here, standing on the bridge over the not-doing-so-well river that runs behind the clinic. Apparently it has more water than trash during the monsoon, but right now it is much more trash than water. I promise I will provide more close-up photos of the clinic at some point.
Some cows relax and contemplate the sand on Berasia Road, which is a five-minute walk from here and the closest place to buy vegetables and basic supplies. It's the main drag around this part of Bhopal.
This man ran a small shop downtown. He seemed very pleased that I liked his beard and sunglasses combo so much (he ran his fingers through it, smiling) and happily posed for this photo.
In India people decorate and adorn things as much as they can, whether with paint, foil, strings of lights, glitter, garlands of orange and white flowers (my favorite), or lots of other things. The buses here can be real works of art. Over the dashboard there are always garlands of flowers and most of them blast ethereal Hindi songs as they rattle down the road.
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