Here are a few of the photos we took along the way...
Some people have their hair cut in the strangest of places; like in the middle of some woodland... well why not?!
Has anyone seen my goat? Last time we saw him he was heading for the train station!
Crossing the road in Bombay, is like dicing with death. You have to pick the right time and make a run for it. See if these ladies made it across in the next post.
To escape all the madness, couples head to the tranquility of the park and engage in courting activities. The chap in the last photo is just at the point where he's deciding whether he'd like samosas or pakoras with his dinner tonight. Decisions, decisions.
Some people have their hair cut in the strangest of places; like in the middle of some woodland... well why not?!
Has anyone seen my goat? Last time we saw him he was heading for the train station!
Crossing the road in Bombay, is like dicing with death. You have to pick the right time and make a run for it. See if these ladies made it across in the next post.
To escape all the madness, couples head to the tranquility of the park and engage in courting activities. The chap in the last photo is just at the point where he's deciding whether he'd like samosas or pakoras with his dinner tonight. Decisions, decisions.
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