The Bazaars of India

 Spices line the street in Palolem. 

 The Vibrant colours of the Anjuna flea market. 

The smell of spices was hypnotising. 

 As was the taste of the teas. Masala rocked my world. 

 Nothing like shopping to some quality hindi trance music in 40 degree heat. 

 Damn you baggage allowance. 

 Admiring the local artwork. 

 Teasing my love for diaries. 

 Oh my god. 

 As well as my love for turquoise. 

 Purchasing some local artwork in Udaipur, thank you Sai. 

 Bangles

 and more bangles...

 Of course I had to buy a pair. 

 You would look good in my future cabin. 

 Patchwork of old Indian saris. This is now making itself cozy on my bed. 

Loosing my mind in the antiques of Jaisalmer. 

 Another purchase I couldn't resist. So far I have found 
it to be useful for tea, not so much for wishes. 

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