The Everest Range in pre-dawn silhouette
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By Magda, 25 May 2009
Red and pink saris worn by married women on Mother's Day in Nepal, 2009. On Mother’s Day in Nepal, married daughters wear read (or other bright colour close to red) and buy fruit and sweets in the market as well as other presents and go to visit their mothers. By Magda, 15 May 2009
All the lower branches on all the trees in these photos have been cut down for firewood and to feed cows and goats. Retaining the top part of the foliage preserves the tree which helps to prevent mud slides. Clearly not an ideal situation but better than clear cutting altogether.
These photos are from just north of Kathmandu Valley, on the drive from the lookout at Nakargot back to Kathmandu. By Magda, 9 February 2009
South Indian thali, or set meal. It is usually all you can eat, usually eaten by hand, and usually spicy. This meal at a local, non Lonely Planet restaurant cost 55 rupees. About US$1, and included everything except the rectangular dish of cucumber raita on the upper right. The tastiest snacks sometimes come from the most questionable food joints. In Kanyakumari Marc and I ate dinner in a place that didn’t even have running water. By Magda, 28 January 2009
The smiley guys from Hubli, Karnataka province. While I was taking pictures of cows sleeping on the beach, Marc was drawing. This friendly group surrounded him and started asking questions excitedly. They plied us insistently with cigarettes, wanting to offer hospitality. They claimed that even they did not smoke, only once a month on vacation – at MOST once a week! They stood very close to us, one guy actually leaning on Marc the whole conversation. They wanted a description of Toronto, what is it like? How many months is the weather below 0 degrees? They were surprised that there By Marc, 12 January 2009
In the fall of 2005, Magda and I decided to sell off most of our possessions and embark on an extended period of travel. The reasons for this were many. Magda had a distinct feeling of being stuck. We had figured out a way to coast through our life as freelance graphic designers/artists. We had developed a well-worn, carefully cultivated, comfortable rut of routine in Toronto. Our combination of skills and our solid network of business contacts and friends assured that we would be able to maintain a subsistence level artist existence in the city, although that year we were getting a bit more in debt every month. Although our apartment and such was comfortable, there was very little social wiggle |
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