Nasik: An unexpected treasure

Meant as just a pit stop from Aurangabad to Mumbai, Nasik surprised us. We found a holy city not traveled by tourists, a place where the river is the center of daily life. Pilgrims, merchants, and school kids on class trips, women from the villages seeking advice from local fortune tellers, swimmers, bathers, clothes washers, sadhus, and bums. The place was so full of life. We just sat by the river and watched for hours, periodically bugged with requests to pose for photos and conversations that led nowhere. At night we settled into our hotel room, always the only real place to be completely alone in India.

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tired from the government bus ride where we escaped death countless times (or so it felt)

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grego’s Hopper moment

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Nasik!

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river life

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on top of chilly mountain

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vegetable market

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vegetable market

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fortune teller

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school trip bonus: foreigner sighting

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jumping into the current

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sitting on the temple steps

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fortunately only crossing the river

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experimental architectural moment, the water tower

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even the dogs get a bindi in the holy city

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Vivien, the exotic white girl, photographed for the hundredth time

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Grego in Simpson’s heaven

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