And out of the desert, a blonde figure emerged, on a camel, and was beckoned to play and master the magical bowed violin instrument on her first try. Mixed results.
And out of the rolling sand dunes, a figure approached. He was on a (co)mission to woo the tourists with desert tunes. He had deep set eyes that sparkled. He seemed stern and serious, but a wide smile betrayed his subdued intensity. He got…
Small town India is a funny place. In Bundi, rough population 80,000, the white tourist population was six; the blonde tourist population was one. In places like Darjeeling and Pushkar, local vacation and pilgrimage towns, many of the Indian visitors have never met a foreigner…
Chandeliers, a groom on a horse, a uniformed brass band. Hallmarks of a the multi day celebration that we followed, and that followed us, through Pushkar over the course of our stay.
Click here to read the full magazine article by Maya Pankalla featured in the June / July 2013 issue of Our Canada magazine.
