Kelly and I loved being in India. The craziness, the noise, the food. It sounds crazy, but that all is part of the experience that made India so incredible for us.
Kelly had the opportunity to learn to cook some excellent recipes from our friend Ammini, and her granddaughter Jennifer. That means that I have gotten to have two incredible Indian Dinners this week, right in our own home.
While we were in India, we didnt have a whole lot of time to travel. Fortunately we did have a few hours to explore some of the sights in Mumbai. I really wish that we had a week to just get used to the city, meet more people, and walk the streets before and during sunrise and sunset.
This is the Gateway of India. What a site. Next time I will get here when the sun is low and the light is soft.
small fishing boats sit anchored in the bay, next charter boats, under the gaze of the Gateway of India. The Gateway looks out over the Arabian Sea
Here is kelly hard at work putting into practice some of the incredible foods she learned how to make while in India. Just last week she made Chole Puri and this week we made some great Chicken Curry. Needless to say, I am a happy husband.
One of the things that I LOVE about traveling, is the chance to meet new people and try great foods.
I love motion. It helps to bring a sense of place. On a train it gives you the movement. On the ground it can be a way to show the business of life on the streets.
In this seriesI look at moments throughout the trip where as busy as things are, i find some solitude
To see Part 1 of the story click here
For India Part 2 here
and through an iphone here
All these photos were shot with the Nikon D600. The two at night were shot at 6400 ISO. This is a great second camera for me. 24megapixels and full frame make it a great camera, but it doesnt have the autofocus that I am used to, so for now, the D3 is still my go to. For anyone looking to get into a full frame camera on a budget, or looking for video, this is a great camera.
The place where post college graduates go to find themselves. Where those looking for spiritual clarity tend to flock. Where photographers love to travel.
Where Columbus was trying to get to.
I’ve been in Mumbai with my wife for nearly a week now. The trip is a two part event. What started out as a delayed honeymoon, has turned into two weeks of shooting for some incredible people.
It starts out in Mumbai with our longtime friend Dr John Abraham and his wife Ammini. His clinic serves the poorest of the poor in his area. People will often come from miles away, to get his help.
When the monsoons come, he is very busy taking care of entire families that are suffering from colds or the flu. He has often worked with these families for more than 20 years, and some for as long as 35 years.
He works to heal them holistically.
Prayer, medicine, food. These are just some of the ways that he has been able to help them.
For me, Mumbai has been a difficult place. As a foreigner in the part of town we are in, people are suspicious of me. I get warning looks when I take my camera out, and as the slum is all around us, safety is a big concern.
My iPhone has been my friend while here.
It has allowed me to shoot when my slr would have crowds surrounding me, and it has helped me to produce some beautiful images.
The days here are good. We start in the morning visiting the clinic, going around the neighborhood, and having lunch. Then it’s time for a nap, before heading out to make house visits and meet the people that John works with.
We have spent the past three evenings in the slums, visiting people in their homes, and I am amazed at the kindness every time.
It’s unbelievable to me, that 8-12 people can live in a place that is only 10×10 or smaller. Often times you will have 2-3 families in the same 8×8 room; sleeping, cleaning, and eating.
We have heard people’s testimonies, and while they may be stuck in a cycle of perpetual poverty, God is alive and rich in their hearts.
Mumbai is the dirtiest place I have ever been. Streets are covered in garbage, sewers are left uncovered by anything except a metal grate, and when it gets hot, the smell begins to permeate everything.
The roads here are terrifying. I have driven on a lot of bad roads, with crazy drivers, but I am not sure you could pay me to drive here. There is no sense of order, no one really obeys the few traffic lights that there are, and with 26 million people in Mumbai, not only do you have to dodge rickshas, motorcycles, and terrible drivers, but people, cows, and dogs. I read recently that Mumbai is like a fish bowl overflowing with minnows. It looks like total chaos, but the minnows rarely hit each other. That describes this dance pretty well. It’s like imagining a mosh pit where people do everything but hit each other. They run full force and then slide by at the last moment. It’s intimidating, and as a result, from 5am-midnight, horns are the predominant ambient sound.
Monday we fly down south to Kerala to meet our friends at Influence International. We are so excited to see the work that God is doing through them. Between their seminary school, and children’s homes, lives are being changed, and families made whole.
Until next time, enjoy some photos, ending with one from the last time I was here, 20 years ago.
I’d also like to welcome my wife kelly to the blog. as she is an important part of my life and business, she will be helping me to stay on track, update the blog more frequently, and while we travel, share her take on what we see.
Hi Kelly here.
I count this a rare opportunity to see a country not as a tourist but as a member of a family. Dr. John Abraham and his wife Ammini have gladly received us into their home and life. I have been told that the people of India are a very private people. But we would never know that. We have been welcomed into many very humble homes and given a glass of juice (which is considered by those who have little to be a very special treat). People are willing to answer the questions we have about their lifestyle, their way of making money, their woes. They do this because, in their eyes, we are not foreigners, but children of John and Ammini.
This is a singular and uncommon opportunity provided to us. We are blessed.