It would have been nice to have had a day or two at each stop to just wander off by myself with my camera looking for interesting this to photograph. I do enjoy a good urban stroll, losing myself in backstreets and stumbling across treasures the usually remain hidden from the normal tourist gaggles. But we didn’t have the time for such luxuries. Mrs P would also have been most displeased if I had abandoned her to her own devices.
But I got some reasonable photos nonetheless. Just a few days in to our trip, I did mention that I might end up with some really fabulous photos. Which would fly in the face of the less than stellar 360 degree reality that we faced for the majority of our trip. The camera lies. Well, that’s perhaps going too far, in this instance at least. It tells half truths. Not the whole story. It cherry picks the best bits.
I’d have really liked to have gotten a few more portraits. But I got what I got and here they are. One of them in particular is not really a portrait. But he was a brave fellow, hanging on his rope ladder to get a lick of paint on his wall. Let me tell you, health and safety legislation in India isn’t up to our western standards. Not by a long shot.