More than I can tell.

After a while, you come to terms with the things you took for granted that are no longer there. For instance, the particular brand of queso dip they sell at Harris Teeter, which… Read More →

Journey to the North: Agra and the Gohad Express

When Philippa and I arrived in Agra, a rickshaw driver had been sent by our hotel, and his engine wouldn’t start because of how cold it was! Manish, as he turned out to… Read More →

Here at Sangam

I am sitting in Sangam’s computer room, trying to figure out how I made it halfway around the world in one piece. The flights were fine but long, and the drive to Pune… Read More →