I have been lucky enough to travel to lots of interesting places and have tasted some wonderful (and not so wonderful) food.
a roadside food vendor in India
food catering on an industrial scale for the many pilgrims visiting the golden temple of Amritsar
freshly squeezed orange juice on sale in India
snake gourds in Sri Lanka
my birthday cake, Thai style
the “strained through an old sock” method of making fresh coffee in Chiang Mai, Thailand
Get your taste buds salivating courtesy of Ailsa’s post on the subject of flavour
you might almost call this “digital graffiti” – seen in India
sculpture in Ettelbruck, Luxembourg
a bird in the hand ….
Fortune teller’s sign, Yangon, Myanmar
a girl embroidering a picture from a black and white photo, Halong Bay, Vietnam
view more hands via Ailsa’s links
WordPress editor Cheri Lucas Rowlands recently shared a post entitled “Doors are stories” and invited artists, photographers, fiction and non-fiction writers to share their take on doors.
I’ve always been fascinated by doors and windows and wondered what lies behind.
not so much into the lion’s den but in through the lion’s mouth (entrance to an Indian temple)
entrance to the Durgiana temple, also known as the Silver temple, in Amritsar, India
view through a doorway in the Golden temple, Amritsar
a doorway in the old village of Khajuraho, India
a door with a fairy tale to tell (Luxembourg-Grund)
main entrance to the Katasteramt (cadastre/land registry office), Trier, Germany
a door within a door, Trier, Germany
Early in 2013 we spent a month touring India, most of the time in Rajasthan. The section of the journey between Udaipur and the Kumbalgarh fortress and thence to Ranakpur was the most special for me, for here we passed through a land that time seemed to have forgotten. Water was drawn up from wells by oxen and women collected and carried water in pots that they carried on their heads. We passed arid hills covered with thorn bushes, lowland areas in the river valleys bright green with early crops and here and there splashes of colour from the saris of the women working in the fields.
olive backed sunbirds, photographed a few days before they flew the nest
Sri Lankan paper cut
the flutter of an Indian dancer’s costume
Balinese temple pennants flutter in the breeze
sharing with Ailsa’s flutterings
A few “entertainment” photos from my archives
graffiti/wall art in India
a group of sculptures in Luxembourg’s Place du Théâtre
colourful characters in Beaufort dispensing good will and alcohol
a series of photos from Luxembourg’s annual street art/animation festival
Every couple of years Bristol organises a festival to raise money for the Children’s hospital. Much like the elephant or gorilla parades seen elsewhere in the world Bristol makes use of well known-characters. Blanks are sold to local businesses to be decorated and they are then placed in different locations around the city. A map is provided so that you can visit them all and the figures are of source of entertainment to the children (and adults). In 2013 the theme was Gromit, who features in the cartoons, created in Bristol, called Wallace and Gromit. In 2015 it was the turn of Shaun the lamb (note the play on the words for ‘shorn’).
Ailsa’s theme this week is ‘routine‘.
routine (plural routines)
- A course of action to be followed regularly; a standard procedure.
- A set of normal procedures, often performed mechanically.
- A set piece of an entertainer‘s act.
watching the world go by
carrying building materials up the steep hills of McLeodanj, N. India, is daily routine for these pack animals
preparing to feed the thousands of pilgrims who flock to Amritsar’s golden temple every day
every day the Indians and Pakistanis go through an elaborate ceremony, watched by thousands, of opening and closing the border between the 2 countries
bathing one’s water buffalo in the sea in Thailand
Do you have a favourite or hated routine?
One of the great things about living or working abroad is that you get to visit food markets where you can buy a variety of spices, although I tend not to buy my spices if they are sold loose in a heavily built-up area or where there is a lot of dust or flies ….
spices on sale in the Clock Tower spice shop, Jodhpur, India
spices in Yalikavak market, Turkey
patterns made from various spices in Side, Turkey
edible spices on display in a pharmacy window in Strasbourg at Christmas
Did you take up Ailsa’s challenge to share some spicy photos?
fruit offerings in Bali
strange fruit found in Thailand
“custard pie” fruit found in Thailand
fruit sellers in Hanoi
fresh orange juice sellers in India
mango and sticky rice as prepared at cookery school in Cambodia
sharing with Ailsa
I don’t usually read The Economist but yesterday I happened to be leafing through a recent copy and came across an obituary of Nek Chand, who died on June 12th, aged 90. Now unless you are Indian or have been to India you probably don’t know who Nek Chand was.
Nek Chand, originally from Pakistan, was responsible for the creation of a rock garden in Chandigarh, which city is more famous for having been designed by Le Corbusier. Initially, in 1958, he started creating his ‘kingdom of gods and goddesses’ in a forest clearing but this was closed down as illegal. However, city officials decided to encourage him and in 1975 the project was given official blessing and took off from there. Today it draws many visitors, apparently it’s second only in India to the Taj Mahal.
“The earliest constructions in his garden in the forest were modelled on both the village life he remembered and the divine haunts he imagined: winding paths, walls and rivers, terraces and waterfalls, temples and alleyways and fairground formations of dancers, musicians, water-carriers, snake-charmers, revellers, horses, buffaloes and birds”. They were constructed from blocks of stone, concrete, and cement to which he added bits of crockery, broken tiles, electrical fittings, glass beads and bracelets, etc.
We visited his wonderful garden a few years ago (more posts of our Indian trip to follow) and it was indeed a magical place.
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