When I went to the Taj Mahal, I was surprised to find that it looked exactly like the way that the Taj Mahal was supposed to look. It’s like the first time I saw Woody Allen in person. He looked just like Woody Allen!
India is indescribable. I had to take photos. Maybe my photos look like the photos that the next person took, especially of Taj Mahal, but I still had to take photos. Because each one is different, if only in nuances.
Agra is not far from Delhi, India. With traffic – and there is ALWAYS traffic in India – they are light years away. The Taj Mahal and Agra Fort are both UNESCO World Heritage sights, built on stories of royalty, families, power and love.
The small piece of India that I saw is a clash of opulence and poverty. Sites such as the Taj Mahal and Agra Fort are opulent beyond belief, but they sit in country with poverty, the likes of which many of us have never seen.
We saw this family sitting on a bench at the Taj Mahal. Look at the expressions on their faces (and, yes, I asked permission to take these photos).
I also loved this group:
We were taken to a rather touristic factory marble and mosaic shop: