Jaisalmer, Rajasthan

Ms. Monsoon and I have had a tumultuous relationship thus far. Our ability to commit to neither a permanent break-up nor a lasting companionship has put a lot of strain on my rainjacket. I figured the end of our time together was near as I boarded a train to the desert town of Jaisalmer. I was mistaken. Apparently, mother nature's sloppy and inconsistent daughter is drawn to me and my low-budget, pale-body, and indian-haircut with a meteorological magnetism. I arrived this morning in Jaisalmer and was greeted by a few centimeters of rain (a large portion of the 10 cm that falls each year in the town). This is basically the longest relationship I have had since T-Pain's "Best Love Song" was topping the charts.Read more