Heading towards Assi Ghat ….
All kinds of transport in use…
Cows are everywhere along with their poos….being present is definitely an advantage…
They seem to love being in the centre of everything!!
Books stacked high….
A mural tucked away in one of the side streets….
Out the front of one of the many temples buckets of curd(I think) being distributed free….
Shrines abound …these two tucked under the spreading shade of a neem tree seem fairly popular.
To be cont…
On arrival in New Delhi…. out of my hotel window…
Huge concrete flyover.. this one with trains.
Local transport….Heading north to Haridwar….
Passing through huge tracks of sugarcane…. an abandoned factory
I found these tree trunks fascinating…
Cows are everywhere….
Crossing the Ganga into Haridwar
Throughout the year millions of Indian families make the pilgrimage to Haridwar to farewell their loved ones and to bathe in the holy waters of Ma Ganga.
On a trip to morocco stayed in the medina at sefrou…..
My granddaughter and I whiled away a day strolling around Sanur….
There always seems to be something different to catch one’s eye….
Journeying through southern Atlas mountains Morocco .
Looking out the car window…
Atlas mountains in the distance…
It was an early morning taxi ride away from our temporary home in Sefrou. The highways well signposted and surfaced. We headed towards Fez and then moved southwest …rolling country, the edges of the highways dotted with small flocks of sheep and goats always with a goatherd and a dog. A few hours saw us into slighly steeper more rugged country with Mouley Idris kind of like a gate way down onto a large plain.
Our wonderful guide…..who walked us up and down through this beautiful town pointing out places of interest and historical significance.
We arrive at where we will clamber aboard our donkeys to be lead down to Volubis…..unbeknownst to us, it was going to be a long and strenuous ride!
Ready to go…..
Goolwa beach south oz..
Rice padi Ubud Bali…
Sahara desert Morocco…
A treasure in the universe.