rock garden

This morning I visited a rock garden made from recycled junk. Rows of beady-eyed statues gaze at you around every corner.

All portals are small enough that you have to really duck down to get through. It follows a twisting path through waterfalls and tiny passageways.

This is probably my last post in India. I leave in two days for Berlin and some serious culture shock. I'll miss the unique brand of oddity here.