Well, almost every day. This is the first time I've seen a traffic stop in progress. It's a universal language.

This is a traffic stop in the making. By my guess there are 9 passengers and a driver in this taxi.

I've tried to show a few pictures of some of the poor, very poor people along the route to work. This is as poor as it gets. He's there in the same spot every day.

Hyderabad also has a dog problem -- wild dogs, that is. In the last few days a mom and her three pups found a spot to sleep in the 105+ degree heat, amongst the granite boulders in the garden outside the office. Mom is on the left.

But it's not all bleak and grim, traffic and overcrowding and desperate poverty. Next to that is the promise of change and growth. A new office building sits beyond aluminum barracks housing the laborers who bake in this heat to build them. There's the stone upon which Hyderabad is literally built, and the flowering bushes and trees that dot nearly every street. The larger city beckons beyond. I haven't truly seen Hyderabad -- I've seen two end points and the route in between. It can be harsh but it's also beautiful.

Another spectacular sunset was growing tonight as I left the office. I couldn't get an angle on it -- there was always something in the way. My bad luck, but there was a magnificent end to the day for someone in Hyderabad.

I scrolled through my pictures to see what's left to post. I don't want to repeat myself but if popular demand compels, I have plenty of shots of those funny little yellow taxis with unfinished buildings in the background draped in bright blue tarps.

I've pretty much carried my camera wherever I go on the theory that a) you can't take a picture if you don't have a camera with you and b) hefting darn near 5 pounds of camera all day long will tone my biceps. Which led me to these two shots in the hotel lobby while waiting for travel companions to join me for dinner. The first is -- well, the lobby.

There are wide, round, shallow brass(?) bowls on the lobby floor near the front desk, filled with water, flower petals floating on the surface, each with three candles glowing. I don't know if they're simply decorative or if they signify something particular. But they are pretty.

Which led to wandering outdoors, and this picture of the fountain in the middle of the lake.

More wandering outdoors later.

Last year I posted a number of shots of tent cities where the deeply poor live. We're driving the same route to the office each day as we did back then and I have to say that there are fewer of them along the way today than there were last year. Which is not to suggest that there are fewer deeply poor people in Hyderabad -- only that they've moved, or been moved, to somewhere else. Here are two shots of what we do see each day.

On the other hand, we also drive through one of the wealthier neighborhoods in Hyderabad, called Jubilee Hills. This house is as ostentatious in its own way as anything. It's poured concrete which, I'd think, is hardly an aesthetic value (unless that's how the owner made the money to build it I suppose) but the key bit is this: it's built so high on a hill that you can only access the house via the rather obvious elevator shaft.

And then, one night after dinner I wandered out onto the hotel grounds to find something new to shoot. Here's what I found.

Here is a closeup of some flowering bushes near the lake in front of the hotel.

There were two ducks playing in front of the hotel the other day, walking back and forth in front of the door, chasing each other.

Nearby on the lawn was a goose. That is a goose, right?

Talk to the hand?

"Honey, can you get some meat while you're out?" (Look closely in the window).

On the way to the Fort and the Seven Tombs last Saturday we passed oxen pulling a cart loaded with grasses. Two pics.

This tree is on the grounds of the Seven Tombs. I want one like this in my yard!

Where do snakes live? In a den? Whatever, here's home sweet home.

You don't see too many camels in Hyderabad. We encountered one during a drive through the Old City.

This is almost copyright infringement. Someone call legal! Or George Costanza.

And finally, this statue sits in front of one of the government buildings in Hyderabad. No introductions are necessary.

Last year I posted a few pictures of the buffaloes that freely walk the streets of Hyderabad on their way to and from their watering or their grazing spots. And I do mean freely. Here's a shot I took last week.

Yesterday, though, I saw something new. Our previous encounters have always been on narrow roads with slow moving traffic. Today a group of them (small herd?) decided to cross one of the busy 4 lane boulevards that pass as major arteries where traffic can reach 40mph (which is fast for Hyderabad traffic).

All of which raises the question, should you play chicken with a buffalo?

More fauna, and perhaps some flora to follow.

But here's last night's sunset.

This one I'm clear on. It belongs to Abdullah Qutb Shah (Qutb is pronounced "kutub"), the sixth and last of the seven to be entombed on this site. He died in 1672 after holding power during a time of decline. Eight years later the kingdom was conquered by Aurangzeb, a rather unpleasant fellow who imprisoned Abdullah's successor Abul Hasan Qutb Shah until he died in 1687.

The next tomb is possibly the most beautiful. It belongs to a woman, Hayat Bakshi Begum, I believe, the daughter of the fourth shah, the wife of the fifth, and the mother of the sixth. She was obviously much loved to receive this monument.

Here is the marker for her tomb -- she is actually buried in the basement, below this spot. The man in the picture pulled back the drape to reveal the detail.

Outside her tomb is perhaps the world's smallest mosque, said by Arafat to have been built in only 24 hours. Why the rush? I don't know.

Now, the big guy, the most famous of the Qutb Shahi dynasty king's, Muhammad Quli Qutb Shah, the founder of Hyderabad (and the father of Hayat Bakshi Begum). His tomb is the largest and and is built on a platform raised above the others.

We walked down to the basement to see his final resting place.

And here he is.

One thing I couldn't help noticing as I walked over the many acres covering the site are the elaborate gardens that have fallen into disrepair. I don't know whether it's lack of money or interest but it's obvious that the landscaping has suffered from neglect. Here is a pool long since emptied and now strewn with weeds and trash.

But imagine the possibilities!

The picture I forgot to take is of the unfinished tomb of the seventh and last shah who's final resting place, obviously, is not here. It's shows the dome half built with brickwork exposed. Pretty cool, especially after observing so many finished examples. Complaints will be heard tonight down in the hotel bar for as long as you're willing to buy.

The earliest fort dates to the 12th century and was made of mud and clay. The Qutb Shahi dynasty was founded in the early 1500's, and it took them decades to build the stone fort that stands in ruins today. The fort sits on a granite hill almost 400 feet high. It's actually four forts surrounded by an outer and inner walls over 6 miles long. Some of the walls sport ramparts and battlements with ancient cannons. A tour of the fort takes hours and if you're willing includes climbing nearly 400 steps to the very top. Given the 100 degree plus heat I passed, wimp that I am.

But here are some shots of the fort from a distance.

We enter the first gate.

And get the first view of the top of the hill.

Then we drive through another gate.

Here's a closeup of the top of the hill.

Pulling back on the zoom shows how far away we still are.

And another zoomed shot.

This photo shows two walls -- I'm not sure how many layers of walls there are, but I think they'd do a pretty good job of keeping out the Orcs.

The town of Golconda sits inside the perimeter of at least some of the walls. We passed several Indian Army installations to get to the fort, and some of them are also inside the walls. This picture shows barracks on the right, one of the walls on the left, and a fabulous pair of trees.

So -- not much else to say about the Golconda Fort. It was the seat of the Qutb Shahi dynasty until the 4th Shah, Muhammad Quli Qutb, moved the dynasty to the new city he decided to build, Hyderabad. I wish I'd been able to take the tour.

It's off to breakfast for me. I'll post my pictures of the Seven Tombs later today.

And so it goes. Last year I mentioned how pleasant, helpful, and solicitous the staff is here at the Taj Banjara. They remain that way six months later, to a fault. I may be a legend in my own mind but if I hung around here long enough I'd start to believe it.

Upon arrival I was surprised how many of the staff recognized me. "Hello Mr. F___! How are you? It is so good to see you again!" Their smiles stretched from the Arabian Sea to the Bay of Bengal. Well. Maybe they're well coached, but if that's so they do a good job of it.

So the weekend beckons and my plans are in flux. The Master Driver, Arafat, is off with his family tomorrow so I'll spend the day around the hotel grounds. I may explore some of the near environs beyond. It's not so much that I fear for my safety in the greater city as that I'm allergic to heat stroke. On Sunday Arafat will take me on another tour to sites I didn't see last year. I'm not sure which so you'll just have to wait to find out.

On a side note, I've shortened the length of the main page that loads when you visit the blog. If you're trying to catch up and the earlier entries have scrolled off the bottom, all you need do is return to the top of the page and click on the link to the right for "India 2007". You'll get them all. Also, most of the recently posted photos can be clicked to get a larger example of the picture. Go ahead, do it -- make my day and kill my bandwidth. Really!

I figured out earlier tonight how to bulk process photos to make them easier to upload here, so without further ado, here are some shots of the drive from the hotel to the office today.

Each day we pass the Manhattan Cafeteria. Did the proprietor live in NYC?

A few more commercial establishments. A grocery store.

A place to buy clothes . . . seem familiar?

Hyderabad's version of Starbucks is Barista. There's a Barista in the lobby of the building where the office is located too. The coffee is good, and it doesn't cost $4.00 for a cup -- more like 30 cents!

Much of Hyderabad is really old. And it's growing so fast that there is much that's very new. And the rest is under construction. Note the rough cut trees used for scaffolding.

And much of that construction is draped in blue tarpaulins. I'm not kidding -- there must be square miles of this stuff covering buildings all along the route. So many of these buildings seem half built with no apparent activity at the site.

And finally, a distant shot of the office complex way on top of that hill. Next to -- you know -- more new construction.

I had "travelers diarreha" on my last trip and and this is very different. This is more like a stomach flu. Fortunately for me I've got the folks at the Penn Travel Medicine office (of the UPENN Health System) to fall back on, something I idiotically forgot on my last trip.

If I feel up to it later today I may scan through my pictures and post another. But just now there's nothing more to add. With some virtual medical assistance perhaps I'll soon feel virtually better. Who can really say?

We broke up in mid-afternoon as I hit the jet lag wall again. And now it's 11:00 PM and I swear I feel so tired I must be crazy. Or it could be the magic elixir energy drink I consumed with engaging conversation over dinner.

Anyway, I went outside for a short walk in the scorching heat carrying my oversized camera and at one point tried to take a shot of the building where the office is located. The complex consists of several buildings, each of them extraordinarily colorful by US standards, but then much of India is like that. I thought a shot of the building might look good and was stopped from taking a picture by a security guard who told me photos were not allowed for security reasons. I wanted to explain that it's ok -- that I'd keep the photos in a small zip-locked plastic bag, but thought better of it.

But at the end of the day we were late in leaving the office, late enough to catch the sunset lighting up the sky. So here's a shot I took from across the street.

Now the open land across the street isn't especially pretty -- it's undeveloped and used by buffaloes to graze and stray dogs to do what stray dogs do. But if I can make it look like that, maybe they ought to let me take a picture of the buildings, eh? Click on the image above for a larger sized picture.

Well, except for the last part.

I had a decent night's sleep -- 7 or so hours, so I'm hoping to feel better this afternoon. I don't have much else to say. It was fun returning to the Hyderabad office and seeing my friends here again. But due to the work schedule, etc., there wasn't much time to take pictures and I was so tired last night I had nothing more to add. So I'll just throw up another picture before I jump into the shower.

This was taken from the balcony accessible from the office. It's a shot of the campus showing workers on their lunch break, taking a casual stroll in 100+ degree heat! The women in the picture are representative of all the women I see at work, with long black hair wearing long, flowing, colorful garments (I'm not sure of what they are called, but they are not sari's.)

Dell held a reception outdoors at the hotel last night. Preparations were nearly complete when I shot this.

I walked down the drive towards the street past the Hindu shrine again.

Stepping to the side a bit, here's what the hotel looks like at night.

I walked back up to the hotel and stopped in at the small club, where loud Western pop-style rock was playing while the video screen showed . . . Daffy Duck? I couldn't make it up if I tried.

It's Monday morning here -- off to work!