Quest for the Perfect Nataraja
Even before Sarah and I had the opportunity to move to India, I had fallen under the spell of the classic Nataraja statue. I recall seeing a sculpture of the
Notes of a Trailing Spouse from Chennai to Lisbon and Beyond
The new people we meet on our travels.
Even before Sarah and I had the opportunity to move to India, I had fallen under the spell of the classic Nataraja statue. I recall seeing a sculpture of the
After our enlightening mid January stay in Chettinad territory, we returned over the winding south Indian country roads to Madurai, the oldest city in India, and site of the Meenakshi
In one of my earlier posts, Oh the Places We’ll Go, back in the spring of 2017 when our dreams of India were still just that, I enjoyed sharing our
What a delightful whirlwind of the joys and sharing and exploring and treasuring with Anna and Elise visiting us in Chennai for over two weeks through Hanukkwanzafestimas and New Year’s!
Although our favorite teru nai–street dog–Walter, found his way back to his regular napping spot in the middle of our street following his disappearance during Diwali, it turned out that,
Imagine, if you can, the taut thrill of navigating a slalom course behind the wheel of a finely-crafted sports car. Revel in the snug caress and rich aroma of the
Okay, it’s confession time! We discovered that someone must have mehndied the word “Cheatable” on our foreheads, at least according to Mani, our driver. As newcomers, Sarah and I have
The devil, they say, is in the details. Meaning I guess, that, while something might seem straightforward or simple at first, there is more beneath the surface, or, maybe that
E. M. Forster, who wrote A Passage to India, used that short phrase about the essence of connecting “the prose and the passion . . . the beast and the
When you move half-way around the world, you quickly realize how much in our daily lives we take for granted–and how little sense many of those assumptions really make once