Movie Stars, Marble, A Sitar Player. India, 1982.
An ongoing and occasional series on a 3-month trip I took to India in 1982. I was 25, and traveled by train across the country
An ongoing and occasional series on a 3-month trip I took to India in 1982. I was 25, and traveled by train across the country
An ongoing and occasional series on a 3-month trip I took to India in 1982. I was 25, and traveled by train across the country
An ongoing and occasional series on a 3-month trip I took to India in 1982. I was 25, and traveled by train across the country
28 years ago I spent 3 months alone in India, writing an article on their film industry and being 25. I am posting the stories
The fountains weren’t running at the Ajanta Ambassador. I don’t blame them one bit, in retrospect. I planned to spend an entire three months in
Stories start here I woke up in a strange country. This should not have surprised me. But strange, by nature, is always a surprise. I
I turned 25 in September of 1981. In February of 1982, I took a 3 month trip to India. My ostensible motive for the trip?
King’s College Rare Book Collection High WASPs like to travel. My mother, one afternoon, put down the New York Times’ travel section, sighed, shook her
The Oscars are tonight. I went to see Slumdog Millionaire yesterday. And I loved it. 27 years ago I traveled alone in India for three
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