the almighty helmet

Still waiting to get back the analog photos I took during my Rajasthan travel – it's been 85 days that I returned (yeah, I am a lazy bum) – I ftp'd the ones I took with my iPhone. They're surprisingly good.
[Rajasthan Photo Gallery]

In short, I flew in to Jaipur, the pink city. Apparently, the Rajasthanis are peculiarly aware of the fucked-up beauty of the city. Whilst glowing and gleaming in the sunset, Jaipur seems like a remainder of the old heritage of the Rajput Kingdoms convulsing with the industrial charms of modern India during the day and crackling New York themed burning barrels at night. Oh yes, and it smells like crap all the time but that's true for most parts of the sub-continent.

The night train to Udaipur captured me for about twelve hours in nausea and disgust. Or let me put it like ...

We just returned from a trip to Goa over the weekend [Picture Gallery]. It was clearly not enough time to get around as much as I had wished for. My friends Jan, Nicola & Anna got to stay a few days longer but I had to go back to work.

If you ever go to Goa perambulate it from north to south. Well, maybe just rent a car or get a taxi. But be prepared that they’re gonna rip you off like a cheap hussy is will take your money and leave you high and dry. I am really not complaining, maybe just exaggerating a bit. Our flight was delayed for more than three hours which gave me time to sit around the Santa Cruz domestic airport, watch people, do a little soul-searching and finally listen to music on my iPod, I hadn’t done that for at

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