On my second trip to Singapore, I headed straight for the flea markets, where I snared some antique statues and a few odd paperbacks. There I met Jeffrey (and much of his extended family), who claimed to be part of Jordan's royal family. After that, a stroll through Little India got me itching to visit the Big India - and a month later, I've still got India fever. If you are from India, beware crossing my path. I'll ask you tons of questions about your homeland...
Jeffrey from Jordan is a philosopher of Islam; we talked about God for hours.
The crescent and the star, in Little India.
This LJ brought to you by the number 72.
If I had my own city, it would look something like this.
Little India is the place to take a walk, snap pictures, and eat a vegetarian lunch.
Can anyone vouch whether India really looks like this?