Ancient
Entering Luang Prabang’s historic wats felt like stepping back in time.
Or as another cyclist put it, “I’m not a temple person, but then I thought: do I want to start pedaling over the hills again or visit an ancient wat? Buddha won!”
Entering Luang Prabang’s historic wats felt like stepping back in time.
Or as another cyclist put it, “I’m not a temple person, but then I thought: do I want to start pedaling over the hills again or visit an ancient wat? Buddha won!”
High above the town lie the Chalukyan cave temples. They are architectural masterpieces dedicated to the Hindu, Jain and Buddhist religions.
Inside the atmosphere is peaceful, almost too quiet.
That led us to forgot about the tribe of monkeys that were waiting for us to come out…
A monk gave us a private tour of Hemis Monastery which contains a spectacular collection of ancient Tibetan relics and manuscripts.
We felt we had stepped back in time as we viewed the dust-covered statues and faded murals.
Thiksey is the largest monastery in Ladakh and houses a 49 ft. high statue of Maitreya Buddha.
We ended up spending a couple of days exploring the monastery and enjoying the fantastic view over the Leh valley.
Shekhawati’s mansions are decorated with lavish designs and whimsical murals.
The more ornamental the painting, the richer and more powerful the owners were.
Pushkar has numerous temples and bathing ghats.
The whole town literally hums to the sound of prayers, gongs, drums, and chanting.
We arrived at dawn.
As the sun rose, the Taj’s appearance continually changed.
With every shift of light and perspective, another magnificent Taj Mahal came into view.
The fortress of Jaisalmer rose like a mirage from the desert.
Coming closer, it was as if we had traveled back in time. Straight into the fairy tale of 1001 nights.
The “Gate of Victory” was built to honor the Moghul emperor Akbar.
This monumental entrance leads to the now deserted city of Fatehpur Sikri.
It’s a stunning complex full of palaces, ornamental pools, and elaborate carvings.
Upon arriving in Kathmandu, we were overwhelmed by the colorful chaos.
Cows and rickshaws wandered through narrow alleyways while open-air markets filled the streets.
Nepalese children have turned the valley’s streets into a playground.
They fly kites, climb on statues and enjoy clowning around with tourists.
Bhaktapur’s timeless atmosphere made it the perfect place for a break.
We spent days wandering its cobblestone streets and sitting on temple steps, observing life around us.