Kolkata, India Nov. 2014

    This city is a total assalt on all senses. Noisy, smelly, old, dirty, busy, colorful, friendly, grand buildings, photo manic, decaying splendor, tacky, insane traffic, yes-no-maybe-bobble heads, concentrated diversified neighborhoods in a small area, clever recycling, firery hot chilis, useless Internet.

   Street food is served in dishes made from fallen leaves formed into small bowls. 

    Masala chai served in disposable clay cups. 

   Fish in mustard sauce is the special dish of Kolkata:  delicious

   Mosaics in St. Paul's church like I have never seen, small rectangular semi precious stones creating images that look like painting. 

   Grand old cemetary for the English. 

    Worst jet lag ever.