view from the monsoon-soaked street of Charminar's Lad Bazaar
Purani Haveli, the former residence of the sixth Nizam of Hyderabad, Mahbub Ali Pasha. This is his gigantic wooden wardrobe, 786 sq. ft. room with closets on two levels. He would wear an outfit once and then throw it away. The wardrobe used to include 75 identical tweed suits- the Nizam liked the pattern so much that he bought the Scottish factory's entire stock of them. I was scolded for taking this picture but not specifically instructed to erase it... so I guess I have carte blanche
bakers baking a Hyderabadi naan that is stuck to the sides of an underground pot
so... does this mean a person of any other faith can?
giant camel blocking the intersection. it towered way over our car and made it very difficult to get a good shot. PS: they smell, and are grumpy
the monsoon that hit Hyderabad that weekend, flooding the city and killing over 50 people. boats were used in small neighborhoods to navigate the small alleyways. our car almost floated twice
part of the family that hosted my stay in Hyderabad
interesting sign at the Secunderabad train station. Railway accidents (people wandering on the tracks) kill hundreds of Indians monthly, but I don't know how you can take such morbidity seriously with these ridiculous cartoons
arriving back in Chennai, impatient soon-to-be-in-the-previous-cartoon people jumping off the stalled train
possibly the most annoying guy ever. he woke me up this morning blasting screechy-voiced Tamil music from his bike-card-mounted-loudspeaker at 7:30 a.m. thanks, buddy
daughter of a roadside launderer. you can get clothes ironed for a rupee each (2.5 cents) in Chennai, and the irons, huge clunkers that are heated by coal inside the main chamber, appearover a hundred years old
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