After writing about my trip to a local Indian Market last week, it occured to me that I’ve been to an authentic Indian Market. I studied yoga in Bangalore, India for three months while I completed my teacher training. Most of my time was spent with my teacher, but Sundays were free. What I wish I could convey are the smells that go along with these photos. Some fragrances were so sweet they lifted me up off the ground. Others so pungent they knocked the sandles off my bare feet. The colors are, of course, so vibrant, but the faces…their beauty haunts me years later.