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After soaking in the spiritual ambiance of Rishikesh, it’s off to Dharamsala, the home of the Tibetan government in exile. Nestled in the snowy foothills of the Himalayas, picture red-robed monks, prayer flags, and as luck would have it, the Dalai Lama himself. Later, effigies are burnt during a Hindu festival to see off the bad and usher in the good. Click on the thumbnails for more info.
A few days in Delhi, staying in the hectic, nasally unrewarding backpacker ghetto of Pahar Ganj, and visiting a couple sights by rickshaw. Next stop is holy Rishikesh, home to babas, monkeys, high rollers and gurus, and the ashrams and temples that cradle the spectacular Ganges. Discover a magic jungle waterfall, and my infamous tattoo. Click on the thumbnails for more info.
Exploring Goa’s incredible coastline by scooter, I discover Hindu temples, 17th-century churches, and wonderful local character. Narrowly avoiding impalement on a cow horn, I arrange a date with destiny at a tattoo studio, coming face-to-calf with my fear of needles and emerging truimphantly with a permanent physical reminder of my week in Goa. Click on the thumbnails for more info.
There’s so much to look at during my first week of culture shock. Celebrations for Ganesh were taking place in Bombay when I arrived, peering through the windows of a lost cab. Cricket, characters and cherrybombs. A night train to Goa later, it’s moody monsoon beaches, holy cows and coconut trees. Click on the thumbnails for more info.