March 2007

tick tack the time goes by ... here comes India, filtered through my eyes

... I know, I was a slacker in this last month, I know that I could write before, I have no excuses, nor do I care to look for something :-)

ok, now I'm here and I'm half sick in Bangkok and Annalisa and 'unfortunately already left for South Africa

India, eh India is not' easy to experience it to describe it, most of the people and 'poor, living in shacks along the streets begging and sew, India and 'too tiring, every minute bargain for anything from racing in the bill rickshow the supermarket, see the Indians with little money in his pocket without' an ounce of humanity 'does not even deign to a look at the poor beggar who asks for a rupee or a Ciapa (mica do not say you have to give something to everyone, and that 'a personal discourse, but at least look at the poor guy in the eye and say "NO" at least one does not feel right poo) see the tons of garbage that are systematically pass and repass by pveracci trying to find something and by deformation to force cows to eat the rubbish ...
eh, India and 'a bit pesantina, tires you and leaves you in a feeling of helplessness that makes you sick ...

But India and 'exquisite even people who welcomes you and embraces you and gives you what little he has, and' home to spectacular landscapes, amazing religions, celebration, relaxed rhythms, sun ...
short live here quite a lot of things ...

However, I come from Nepal and Fabio we settle into a rather seedy hotel in the most 'cheap in Delhi ...

and this' just a glimpse of Paharganj (the area where we had the Hotello)

visit a bit 'the city' and this is the largest of India mochea +

while this' temple Bahi, do a search on google if you do not know what religion is ...

course you always run with motorikshow ... motomussi nicknamed by Cioppa
(hello Cioppa, and Alberto Simone)

and Nino finally arrives I've been waiting for 5 months ... (I love you) :-)

between the lanes every so often meet men and cows that will be handling the garbage ...

the streets Nina and I met a family intent on Malta that sits for a bit 'of photos ...

and want to portray her ...

the streets of Delhi are a shocking stuff, always full day and night ... all that sound all that go everywhere ... I am crazy ...

Ninotta The photo shows his masterpiece to unsuspecting subjects ...

we move from Delhi to Agra for a day and go to visit the mausoleum and the Taj Mahal, a structure that I have to say I was stunned, and 'so breathtakingly beautiful, a gem in time ...

the mausoleum

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group photo

go back to the Ministry in Delhi has already been a few days before I was to extend the visa and get a nice refused, you should know that the Indian embassy in Italy, which calls or MRP I leave I said, his visa is 6 months and then six months from the date of entry, so it can do it safely without losing time here in Nepal ... course at the border find that 'the exact opposite percu I have a visa valid for 15 days do? I extend it to Delhi ... pity that tourist visas are not extendable ... I find that in exceptional cases alcusi you can 'extend the visa ... in short, in short I do Devra 12 days between the Ministry of Indian Affairs and the foreign registration office between columns internimabili and waited 5 hours to talk to the moron in office, but in the end I get an extension kazza, I asked for 3 months and obviously good Indians, they pull the house and told me about it first, so it later this month I have to go, but thanks to them I have lost about 15 of the 20 days that I wanted to dedicate to myanmar percu reluctantly I have to give up and book a direct flight to Bangkok later this month ... Indian bureaucrats thanks!

in the meantime of course Fabio had already left for Pushkar and we reach them after a while 'days of ...

view of Lake Pushkar

classic cows meet some 'everywhere in the streets

I do clean up and Nino I immediately take a picture ... hehe

we prepare for a great dinner at Suka place the guest house where we placed ...

and then we placed in front of the fire ...

just get out of a pao of miles to meet less and less people ...

Fabio introduces us to the Baba and two very nice Canadians, and this 'just one of baba ...

and this' other

is about to start a party, and here you have to do all the various rites of course ...

... to the rhythm of musika

and then all come together ...

this and 'sunset seen from the lake ...

Jonny one of two Canadians, here and 'started the holy festival, all the street n we bombard each other with colors fucksters then really take off ... and these are the effects ...

Jinya (do not know if he writes that) the girl :-) Kanadese

Fabio

for the city there are patrols of these guys trying to take off your pants or at least try to leave with as little as possible on ...

and then you get to the heart of the FSTA, music tekno ball and all dancing in the square, whether the mad ...

those are the shirts that hung above the thugs rip you off ...

and the end is only a layer of mud perterra colored ...

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Fabio and Jonny Baba

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and while enjoying a cow today's newspaper ...

... Fabio greeting that goes ... and 'was an honor to ride with you brother!

Annnalisa and I and we continue to Jaisalmer, again + to the Thar Desert ...