For possibly the first time, I actually enjoyed myself when traveling to India this past January. Perhaps because we were finally back in Madras, where my father had grown up, after years of going to Bombay, where the language, cuisine and customs were unfamiliar to me, my father and my sister.
And now my sister and I were adults as well. My father took the opportunity to show us the campus where he attended undergrad, even his dorm, which we finally found after following many conflicting directions. The food was incredible and Madras filter coffee is hands-down the best coffee I’ve ever had anywhere. It’s still hot and uncomfortable and I got eaten alive by mosquitos, but I can’t remember another time I have wanted to remain longer for any reason other than for the family I see so rarely.
Burj Khalifa = tall and shiny
View from one of the restaurants in The Palm, Dubai
Not only is there an aquarium in the mall in Dubai, you can even go diving in it. Sadly, we did not have time
About an hour’s drive south of Chennai is Mahabalipuram, a World Heritage Site with carved temples that date around 7th to 9th century. Wery beautiful and old.
Goat seeking shade under Krishna’s Butterball
Many reptiles at this conservation center near Chennai
The dorm where my father lived while at IIT – Madras
The name of the dorm spelled in nerd — love this
Deer less exciting
Ooh — watermelon!
All right — we’ll call it a draw
Will they be friends?
Deer already forgotten
Even smaller than the tiny
Hoping for scrapes in the cafeteria
On our way to see the possibly oldest banyan tree in the world
Insects doing it
THE banyan tree
Lovely place to stroll and ponder
Another, not as old, banyan tree
Just another temple
The freshest coconut water I’ve ever had