It seems like everyone in India owns a motorcycle, it's certainly the easiest way to get around. The most people we saw on a bike were five, two adults, two kids and an infant. none wearing helmets.
This is at the flower market, and I would say the majority of men wear this kind of dress, with the younger men tending towards pants.
The back of a truck is seldom empty. I found everyone in India incredibly friendly. If you smiled or waved, they broke out in great smiles, shouting hello.
Women in the back of the truck this time, all wearing saris. I don't think we saw any women in India in anything other than saris.
Priests at a temple where people were bringing them offerings to pray for something they needed.
A line of people at another temple, waiting for a free meal the temple would provide to a certain number (depending on the size of the temple) of people. This was not for beggars, but for pilgrimages.
Another priest, waiting to put a red and white dot on my forehead
This little boys first haircut, given by a priest after many blessings and gifts.
It was such a wonderful, busy, intense trip, and a beautiful culture, so different yet in many ways the same as ours. More pictures tomorrow