"It is not the critic who counts; not the man who pointsout how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who neither know victory nor defeat."
-Theodore Roosevelt

Saturday, March 9, 2013

Tomorrow I leave for Agra to see the Taj Mahal. I will be there two nights, then on to Jaipur. My friend Bhaswati was a great host, making me food, introducing me to her really smart friends (they're all doing their masters of Indian economic development), tour guiding, etc. It's been four great days and I could stay longer. I've only met her now three times but we click very well, like old friends. The worst part of traveling alone is not having anyone to trust but I trust her implicitly so I can relax a little. I'm not so sure I like traveling alone. Maybe I'll like it more next week. 
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