We went to the majestic old palaces of Rajasthan.
There were real and non-real elephants.
There was glitzy glam and also local mustache art in the bar.
This is the prettiest building, however many people agreed and got in the way of our picture.
Artsy palace shots, obviously:
We also went to Ranakpur, an ancient Jain temple, which looks like this.
We got audioguides that failed to teach us about the Jain religion beyond the following facts.
1) You should wear a facemask to avoid inhaling bugs.
2) You can't eat root vegetables because it might harm micro critters.
3) Each of the columns in Ranakpur is unique
4) The carved corner animals have strange numbers of appendages.
We stayed on the (man made) lake in Udaipur, and gazed upon the island palace like this, rather than going to the local rooftops.
Barry took a good picture for the cover of his next album.
And also found his new favourite frindly gas company.
In March, I went to Riga, Latvia. It looks like this. It's fairy tale grunge chic.
Above are the three brothers: three buildings which flaunt their Gothic, Baroque and Dutch Mannerism architectures. The architecture below is just called tiny.
Even the fences are cool.
The other main Soviet artifact is the Latvian Riflemen Monument, which is a tribute to the Riflemen from WW1, especially Lenin's favourites.
Explained below, this was a merchants' club, and they chose an African head as their, uh, decorative motif.
They advise to take this into historical context and not find it troubling, but I failed.
It's the best museum on horror and death I've ever visited, and these are surprisingly numerous! I learnt about mass deportations, and I later learnt that this lead to multilingual/split families upon repatriation. 
I'm making Riga sound gloomy, which it wasn't at all. To regain your optimism and cheer, please note that the Latvian Mycological Society named the cute little parrot toadstool as the Mushroom of the Year! They love their mushrooms. Singapore (3x bigger) doesn't even have a mycological society.
