

Varanasi, India
The morning of leaving Agra, a big festival was taking place to celebrate one of the Hindu gods. Everybody following a statue carried on the shoulders of men down the streets. I watched this at first from a roof top cafe and could hardly see the people below for all the coloured powder that was being thrown. I decided that the best pictures were to be taken on the ground.
They say that hindsight is a wonderful thing and in this case I'd have to agree - to a 10 ...