Some of you non-Twitter folks asked me to share what I posted while in India (@jenna_harrison). I’ve put a widget up this site, too, to track any future travels.
India photos are up already on the gallery of this site (more to come), and you can also check out some gorgeous professional shots by Jordane Elmassian for purchase at www.elmassian.net/india2011.
India, here I come!
First thing upon leaving airport spotted truck of cows going to market. Turns out Keralans eat beef! India defying stereotypes already.
SIM card search is over. $7 for a month of unlimited data and texts for 1 rupee?? My own Shangri-La
On a houseboat sipping from a coconut and floating the backwaters of Kerala
An impromptu talent show on the boat last night with our crew and acts from around the globe. Fireflies blinked in applause
Loving my first Ayurveda massage. Doused in oil from head to toe, then put to sleep with slow hypnotic strokes
Toured a tea factory this morning. Fact: black tea gets fermented before roasting
Tea bushes look like fluffy green cotton balls stretching up and down the hills. One kilo sells for 90 rupees ($2).
Back online after technical difficulties: phone runs out of prepaid funds in the middle of tropical forest and no internet at the hotel.
Arrived in Chennai (ex-Madras), 4th biggest city in India. Totally different feeling; we’re really in India now. Total commotion everywhere.
Off to Desikachar’s yoga center for a full morning of classes. My first true Indian yoga experience.
Centuries of wisdom made concise and accessible. A sun meditation taught by a woman who glowed from within.
The sense of dukham (suffering) is like a grain of sand in the shoe: not life threatening, but very nagging-TKVD
My Indian phone co keeps sending ad texts for astrology and spiritual advice hotlines
Someone knows someone who travelled India photographing its stray dogs. Strangely, no cats anywhere.
A family of four was fascinated by my camera zoom. They gathered to see, then: “Ok, click, click!”
7th c. temples at Bay of Bengal: many surrounded by sand are now in dirt after the 2004 tsunami, others lost to the sea.
Today is the festival of the cow in Pondicherry. Cows are painted and all dressed up in their Sunday best.
At the Ganesh temple in Pondi you give the elephant a handful of cash and grass, and somehow he figures it out.
Grooms place a toe ring on bride at wedding to show she’s married. It’s the only time in life he’ll touch her legs.
Sitting in a gorgeous outdoor garden cafe, feeling very Casablanca. Pondi’s French influence makes it so different.
More exhausting morning yoga with Desiree Rumbaugh
The road narrows to run through a market. Segregated stands: one just for bananas, for different kinds of garlic
Temples and ashrams and no shoes permitted anywhere. Feet are black black black
Arrival euphoria over, culture shock raging. Bought a kitchen brush to scrub my feet, esp where I stepped in peacock poo
Sunrise yoga in front of a holy mountain, then a nice long sleep. Life’s looking brighter again.
We had an audience with a wise teacher yesterday who encouraged us to seek the permanent, witness the temporary
Full moon: over 200000 pilgrims come monthly to circumnavigate Arunachala mtn, an embodiment of Shiva
The Indian equivalent of 911? 108, the universe’s most auspicious number.