The moment you realize the car seeking to merge is not a car, has horns, and is not afraid to use them.
The moment before you realize that he’s not the kind of bovine who deviates.
What’s interesting about this batch of statues at Nek Chand is that nobody wears shorts in India (let alone short shorts.) If you see someone in shorts, you can be certain they’re either a tourist or part of a very specific demographic (i.e. 20 to 25 year olds of middle / upper-middle class backgrounds whose all-time favorite television show is either “Big Bang Theory” or “How I Met Your Mother.”)
Incidentally, the Nek Chand Rock Garden is the highlight of a trip to Chandigarh, and shouldn’t be missed. It’s a labyrinthine park made out of recycled materials. A lot of these materials–particularly for the early phases of the project–came from the villages that had been torn down to make room for the new city. On the order of fifty villages were razed so that India’s premier planned city could come to fruition.
I’m back from my wanderings in Himachal Pradesh with a boatload of pics and experiences. The highlight of the trip was the Great Himalayan National Park (GHNP.) I’ve attached some sunset pics taken at a cliff near our campsite at Dhel. I’d highly recommend GHNP… unless you’re one of those asshats who strews his garbage randomly or who likes to carve his name or initials in anything and everything–living or stone. (In which case, kindly please stay home in your trailer and watch you satellite TV. You wouldn’t like it at all.)