Our Hero Flees Delhi in a Terror, encounters his heritage in Jaipur
20 million people is too many it seems, Delhi was terrifying and pretty decrepit, though I might be biased because I was staying in one of the worst neighboorhoods. As soon as the conference was over (4 days in Delhi) I booted out to Jaipur, a “small” city of only about the size of Montreal, chosen primarily because my pilgrimage to Galta, a.k.a. monkey temple, required it.
We saw a few of the tourist sites but Galta was definitely the best, both because I was able to reunite with my ancestors and for the outrageous view it afforded.
I’m now in the hippie infested town of Pushkar, on the road to pretty much completely missnig christmas, sorry Jesus.
Highlights from My Flickr Stream below. (lots more monkey pictures there)
Two drivers for the price of one

Hills from inside Monkey Temple

My ancestor overlooks the city

Sandalwood Tika is good luck



All that to say that the maniacs who run Global Voices are having a conference in India (Delhi) and were nice enough to invite me as deputy-g33k, so I will be pretty damn gone from Montreal and probably the web for a month (I’m bumming around after the conference and stretching the free ride as much as I can). I’ll be checking my email and probably updating this site when I can, as well as putting up any good images my camera happens to find (Monkey Temple of Jaipur anyone?).
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