just a sneak peek.

"you had good run." i said to my camera as the technician slid it under the glass counter with the rest of the dead.

i was on my way to the grey market in chandi chawk, with hope that my camera could be revived this day...uhh for under $100. i had been carrying this camera carcus since the beginning my trip and i decided it was time that dr. frankenstein had had a look at it.

alas, no luck.

these were my camera's last words.

rice patty fields on the way to jog falls.

breakfast. anjuna, goa.

offerings to shiva in mumbai.

dhobi ghats, mumbai.

just chillin'. juhu beach, mumbai.

boardwalk, mumbai.

a girl and her goat. mumbai.

street child, mumbai.

this man is not as handsome as he appears to be in this photo. mumbai.

"LOOK UNDER YOUR CHAIR! IT'S A BRAND NEW CAAAARRR!" screamed oprah at the audience.

...which is what i would have liked to happen. but instead it was more like oprah was the atm and the brand new car was a brand new camera. also, there was no yelling.

soooo, the good news is, i am back in action. and... there is no bad news. okay. great. i..uhh..will talk to you later. cool. yeah.

see you then.

xo.

vb.

ps. china. may 10th.

not necessarily in that order.

creepy mascot for a restaurant.


PUPPIES.


temple.


lemonade.


more monkeys.


wild pigs.


vicious. yikes.


swiss love.


hanuman.


bwahaha cedric.


thanks for the motorbike bro.


frames.


oh hai alex!


ganges.


xo.
vb.

full power twenty four hour.

from jodhpur to jaisalmer via motorbike.


rishikesh monkeys and their babes.


water melon ice. so fresh fresh. exciting.


stayed at the same guesthouse at adrien brody and owen wilson, during the filming of darjeeling limited. which was not filmed in darjeeling.


om.


xo.
vb.

sand à la mode.

first off, i would like to clarify that i was NOT bit by a begger. in fact i was burnt by a motorcycle exhaust pipe. because i am the smartest person in the world, i went swimming in the ocean, hoping that the mystic waters of india may heal it. so in turn it got brutally infected and cost me 2 weeks limping and poppin' pills like an addict. but hey, limping does get you better rickshaw prices. sorry mr. rickshaw man, this thing kills, so i'm going to milk it for all it's worth.
so i apologize for those who read my little 'story' and got confused. although in my defense, i do seem to think that my writing would convey a sarcastic narrator-esque vibe.
so, i forgive you.

in other news, near the border of pakistan sits a city called jaisalmer. there i lay under the most stars i have ever seen at once in the sand dunes of the indian desert.

water time.


high noon.


dunes.


i heart you camel.


i do not know my next destination quite yet. but i do know that assam is in the works. look it up. or not. it's cool.

xo.
vb.