It was just after dark as our taxi crawled through traffic into a train station just west of Agra: Tundla Junction. Other than the street lights that lined the entrance to the train station, everything was in darkness. The power was out at the station and travelers bustled around the entrance toting bags and wrapped…

Once leaving the city, the land surrounding the tree lined road became gradually greener as we approached the slopes of the mountains. The fields turned to lush forests that edged closer and closer to the road until it was almost a canopy. And then, at the foot of the mountain we saw a monkey. Then we saw another and another and another. As we wound our way up the mountain, we kept count of all the monkeys we saw by the side of the road eating jackfruit, staring at us or playfully chasing each other. When the jungle had given way to bright green tea plantations at a higher altitude…

My work here at Marvelous India began out of a longing to travel. Particularly to travel back to India which in many ways I would consider my home. This may seem odd if you take a look the…