When I went to the Red Fort by myself I felt really conspicuous because everyone was staring, completely blatantly.
Part of the Red Fort, also known as Lal Qila.
This is the main bazaar neighborhood that I stayed in at first.
This is the early morning view from my hotel. I got to Delhi three days earlier than everyone else and stayed in a super cheap hotel in a bustling area. It was $6/night and i got my own huge bed and air conditioning. (Which is totally necessary in the crazy heat)
The first tomb in the Lodhi Gardens that i went to.
The Lodhi Gardens were like a tranquil haven in the middle of chaotic Delhi.
All around the edges of the tomb, people sit to get out of the sun. I'm not sure, but I think that they might sleep there during the night also.
The Lodhi Gardens are apparently the place where dating Indian couples go to be alone, because it's nice, calm, and their parents aren't sitting in the other room.
One of the tombs in the Lodhi Gardens.
The Lotus Temple. I didn't take enough cool pictures, but it's really interesting. You take your shoes off to go inside and it's like a non-denominational temple.
The auto rickshaws are the best way to get around in Delhi, and really cheap if you squeeze as many people as possible in. That's Misha and Kashi and two more people behind them.
A makeshift beauty salon on the side of the road. Actually, it's a place where men go to get their beards shaved and hair cut.
A monkey picture. If you ever get to the end of the blog, you'll see that I've taken a lot of monkey pictures.
Two interesting men, dressed up. I took another picture, but the older man was scowling at me.
A cool tree and the Red Fort in the background.
Some of the EAP girls I went with. They got a whistle blown at them for sitting up there.
This is the museum part of the Red Fort.
This is a temple near the Red Fort. They're scattered all through the city and when you enter a doorway you touch the ground then your head, and same thing but backward on the way out. (Like you face inside to exit a doorway, if that makes sense.)
A pomegranate seller in Old Delhi, the ancient part of the city.
A view into and umbrella shop on the drive up to Mussoorie. We're taking a month long language course in Hindi. It's really hard because there are like 54 different letters and the sentence constructions are crazy. Like, Table on red cup is.
A monkey momma and baby near our hotel.
The roads up to Mussoorie are really windy and steep and the taxi drivers have really old stick shift cars and drive really fast. It's a terrifying adventure to go up or down the hill because people pass with the tiniest gap between them and it's amazing there are not more accidents. At first I thought everyone was a terrible driver, but now I've decided they're incredible.
A group of walking down the hill from our hotel to Mussoorie. It's about a 20 minute walk down, but maybe an hour on the way up.
This old man was sitting outside of his shop and let me take a picture. His wife knits wool scarves for the little shop they own.
Everyone dries their clothes outside, so I'm curious to see what will happen now that the monsoon has started. I tried to dry laundry inside, but nothing dried at all since it's so damp here!
This is a man in Mussoorie who's sewing clothes for a customer.
This is a typical fruit and vegetable stand in the village down the hill from our language school. I have yet to try all the cool and different things. (but only the ones with peels, so i don't get sick!)
Robin and Kashi posing with our tailor. We got embroidered silk fabric and had him make us shalwar kameez, which is like and Indian tunic with pants. You can specify everything, like length, tightness, neckline, and sleeve length.
Monkeys!!! They are all over the Mussoorie area (and known as boondar in Hindi) Apparently they are very aggressive, and people warned us to carry rocks in our pockets if we went for a walk, because they might attack us.
A really cute baby in one of the towns on the way to Yamunotri. We took a trek this weekend to Yamunotri, about 9 hours away from our hotel, but it was really amazing. see below....
The roads in India are really different from those in the US. ie. goatherders.
We stopped in a town on the way up (the very windy, carsicking way up) and these boys were posing for us outside the car window.
Me on the balcony outside of our hotel, overlooking the town and the Himalayan hills.
So on the hike up to Yamunotri some people rode horses, guided by drivers. While we were walking people kept saying "gora" when they passed by which means foreigner, but i found out later it also means horse.
Us at the beginning of the walk with an old man who wanted to be in the picture. You can't tell from this shot, but he had the craziest teeth, kind of like an unhygienic jack o'lantern. 
Another shot of all the switchbacks on the trail up. It was 6km up, 6 down.
People were really nice about letting me take their picture on the way up, and everyone was dressed in such vibrant and pretty clothes.
This is the trail of pilgrims up the mountain.
I hiked up to the top with Yasmin and Maria, at a leisurely pace.s
A stop along the way. Fortunately they sold water along the trail!
A view of the mountains. It was foggy, but we got so lucky because the monsoon started the day after we left and it didn't rain the whole way up!
After treking for a couple of hours we finally reached the top. This is the temple/shrine of Yamunotri.
In this picture you can kind of see the steam rising up from the ground. Under the main temple were these grotto kind of things and pools filled with hot spring water. People bathed in the pools and it was considered holy and a blessing.
Up at the temple, people sold all kinds of religious tokens. These are prayer beads.
This is the village that we stayed in - a view from the other side of the river.
This was a Hindu temple in the village. Rankit gave us the red marks on our foreheads and all of the kids wanted to take their picture with us. Kashi gave the red scarf that she's wearing to the family as a gift.
A village woman.
Children in their house.
This was the Sikh temple that we went to on the first night. There were two gurus dressed in orange inside, smoking. They talked about their religious views... in Hindi. Kashi and Emma translated afterward, and i guess they were saying that there is only one god in all religions and that nature and the sun are the best, most tangible ways to find god.
The little boys and their dad were really excited to see the picture of themselves in my viewfinder.
The gorgeous river valley.
Village women.
This lady asked me to take the picture of her after i took one of her neighbors. It was hard to get to Rankit's house for tea because everyone wanted their picture taken.
A mom and her daughter.
Rankit's family... We went to his uncle's house the first night, then chai the next afternoon at his grandmother's house. She was so cute. I asked if i could take a picture and she misunderstood and showed me two photographs that she keeps in a trunk in the bedroom. They were the only two picture's she'd ever had taken of herself, and when she saw the picture i took of her family, she wanted a copy, so her grandson wrote down their address.
