As light gathered across the morning sky, the song of the Red-whiskered Bulbul broke the serenity of the night forest. Soon joined by the call of a White-cheeked Barbet, the dawn chorus began in earnest.
It makes you feel like a jerk when it happens, but at some point on a foreign trip you reach a church/museum–or in our case, temple–saturation point. I don’t know how other travelers handle this, but birding is Erin and my go-to when the offerings of civilization become…repetitive?
Alex and I are suckers for local festivals and holidays. You can learn a lot about different cultures from their festivities on special days, weeks or months. We’ve enjoyed the anniversary of Arequipa’s founding in Peru, Easter in Spain, Loy Kathong in Thailand and now Pongal in India.