pink elephants on parade

pink elephants on parade

I’m sure it’s surprising to absolutely no one that the only people riding elephants up to Amber Fort were white tourists. I felt pretty guilty about doing it (the elephants are wildly dehydrated and suffer generally, according to my Lonely Planet guidebook and also our own eyes), but I did...Read more
springtime in the pink city

springtime in the pink city

The third and final city we visited in India was Jaipur. I hadn’t, initially, been sure why Jaipur would be the third point of the Golden Triangle (the most popular route for tourists, particularly ones, like us, who are only in India for a week). Delhi, sure — it’s the...Read more
city of love

city of love

Though cute, I thought Agra was a pretty boring city, with one big exception: It’s got the Taj freaking Mahal. The Taj is the thing to see in Agra (and, you know, in the world in general), so I suppose I can forgive the city for not seeming to have...Read more
i explain you the delhi.

i explain you the delhi.

I wasn’t necessarily expecting to like Delhi. Diana had warned me that it was a government town, the most smoothly run (and in that sense most boring) place I could possibly go in India. And you know, I can see that. The British influence is still strong in Delhi, but...Read more