the usual crowd, on a main street in tirunelveli. you would think all these people would make it difficult to drive. but no.
a woman washing her good silver in a river with sand (you can see a few pieces bobbing in the water behind her). we were constantly amazed at how clean and pressed people looked, even though they were washing everything they owned in rivers and lakes.
a local bathing spot, also in tirunelveli.
some stray cows, shot from the window of our van. someone told us that most cows wandering the street actually have owners, legal or de facto, because selling the milk can bring in a fair amount of money. but, most people also have nowhere to keep the cows, so they set them loose and hope they'll find their way home.
i was constantly amazed at the things people managed to balance and carry on their heads. often they take a piece of their sari or scarf, or another piece of fabric, and arrange it on top of their heads sort of like a bowl, then place the bottom of whatever item they are carrying inside.
there are so many religious processions they don't even bother closing the street...
and they usually involve elephants. we probably saw at least three elephants a week, just chilling, but it never got old.
i don't think anyone in india really needs encouragement to honk their horns, but a lot of trucks have this painted on the back, i think to encourage other drivers to alert the truck to their presence before they go shooting through a gap surely too small for them.
just hanging out, peddling a bicycle with two enormous tires and a dude relaxing. you know, the usual.
whole families on motorcycles are nothing out of the ordinary. that bundle in mom's arms is an infant. yikes.
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I bet your dad loves the family on a motorcycle picture!
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