The trouble with photographing architectural masterpieces is that they’ve already been photographed about a billion times.
As soon as we were let in to view the Taj, touts started calling out “this way, this way…”, all of them intent on leading us to the east side where the Taj was set aglow by the rising sun, “Taj all pink, sir, Taj all pink…”
I thought, oh great, 300 tourists with the same 300 photos of a rosy pink Taj, and the touts all hanging about muttering “tip, tip…”.
Instead we headed off to the west side where the Taj was submerged in shadows. Off to the side there was another large building of intricately carved red sandstone. A man came running up to us wildly flapping his hands when we ventured in. This was a mosque we were entering, it was necessary to remove our shoes.
In our stockinged feet we had to tread carefully around the pigeon droppings, but managed to take many photos of the dim hallways. Coming out one of the arched doorways, I saw the sun rising over the Taj Mahal, and took this picture. Note that there isn’t a tourist in sight – all of them were still on the other side of the building.
Finally made our way to the east side to take a few photos of the Taj Mahal lit by the rising sun. There was another red sandstone mosque on this side as well.
Tourists at the Taj: these Sikhs were visiting from the Punjab, and wanted us to take photos of all of them. This despite the fact that none of them had an email, or any kind of address that we could send the photos too…
The reflecting pool doing what it does best!Two friends sitting by the carved and bejewled marble walls that make the Taj Mahal special.
Marble wall of the Taj Mahal showing semi-precious stone inlay.
More ‘masterpieces at the Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2013/07/26/out-of-this-world/