(Thane) Audrey and I have spent a hectic couple of weeks rushing around Delhi to get our apartment set up, so we decided we needed a little break. We took a train down to Khajuraho, which is a small village that was one of the centers of Indian religion around 900 years ago. The result is that today there are a variety of beautiful and large temples rising out of the rural countryside. This picture gives a sense of the area.
As fun as it was to look at thousand-year-old temples, the real pleasure of our time so far has been the chance to take a short break from Delhi. We love our temporary hometown in most respects, but it is still a massive Indian city. That means lots of crowds, noise, and air pollution. This is especially true in South Delhi, which is where we have spent too much time the past two weeks. Khajuraho, by contrast, is a bucolic paradise. We rented two bicycles and merrily flitted on dirt paths around the countryside, past farming houses, cow pastures, and goatherders, stopping off at the various temples to have a look.
It was delightful. No matter where you are in the world, there are few better ways to relieve the stress of the city than going out into the countryside and zipping around in a bicycle with the wind whipping through your hair. After a few days here, I’m confident we’ll return to Delhi with our batteries fully recharged.
Postscript: After seeing this, I’m convinced that there is nothing that a goat cannot climb!
Tags: bicycling, countryside, goat, idyllic, Khajuraho
