It is a motley conglomeration of people who make their way from corners around the world to view one of the 8 wonders of the world - the Taj Mahal. Foreigners in scarves and silver jewelry, Indians barefoot with sari's skimming the marble floor.
All looking up at a monument of love.
Today I was one of them.
The Taj Mahal was as grand, peaceful, and fabulous as I dreamed it would be. We spent 5 hours today on the grounds, just wandering, taking pictures, and taking it all in. We didn't want to leave her presence. I gazed one last time and said goodbye to her as we exited the gates. I could have stared forever and never lost my sense of wonder.
That a man loved a woman enough to construct such a beautiful monument is an incredible thought. Inlaid stone, slick marble, and two bodies inside. Lovers. Forever enclosed by a testament to extravagant, worldly love.
I can't wait to show you pictures.
I've been to the Taj Mahal. I wasn't sure I'd get here in my travels. It was too far, too expensive, too unknown of a destination. But I dreamed it.
I've been to the prairies of Inner Mongolia, the beaches of colorful Thailand, seen the lights of Korea, and felt the comfort of Europe - but nothing compares to the Taj. I've accomplished a personal travel dream and I'm so proud, thankful, and overwhelmed with blessing. Just feeling very thankful to be here, amongst the motley crew of travelers who walked through those gates today.
12 days to go.
walk slow. xoxo.