I have no camera. It was broken long ago below the base of Nanda Devi, hence the final photos below. I have since travelled the length and breadth of Northern India, by foot, bus, and rail, all of these means providing their own unique tests of endurance, triumph and joy. Sorry if I sound like I am setting up the narration for a saga or perhaps a Bollywood love story, but it's been a while since I've been writing for the sake of writing. Now with no pictures to accompany, I suppose the only choice is to read and create your own mental images, if you so choose.
Kolkata:
I have watched many crappy and some not so crappy American movies on satellite TV in my air-conditioned hotel room in the past two days. This is my last day in Kolkata. My last day in India, and my last day of a fairly epic affair of overland travel and personal stamina. I am neither over nor underwhelmed by this experience of India. I am very satisfied and quite grateful to have had this opportunity for 6 months and four days of work and adventure and even I think some lasting discovery.
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