After Mary Kate and I got back from our walk on Wednesday, I spent some time documenting our hostel.
Nothing like large quantities of barbed wire to make one feel secure.
The building across the alley from ours.
The apartment building across the street. Those balconies do triple duty as a place to leisurely enjoying the sweltering Indian air, a laundry room, and a bath tub.
That guy on the right puts forth a valiant effort to keep me cool each night. I’m certainly grateful for his marginal success.
Happy Tuesday.
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