Last stretch of the day! This part was all about Punjab and Pakistan. And the military, of course.
This was on our way to an army checkpost overlooking Pakistan. If you ever get the chance to drive through Punjab, do it. Whiz past on the one-lane highways, listening to bad Punjabi rap, watching the fields go by. If you manage to do the whole thing without getting stuck behind a tractor, you're a star. If you manage to take a few pictures while you're at it, you're on your way to being my hero.
This is my sister looking out at the other side.
This is what she saw.
|Reflections in...well...the reflection pool, Bhagat Singh Memorial.|
After that, we went to the Bhagat Singh memorial, in a village called Hussainiwala. If you haven't read about this, you really should.
|Bhagat Singh, Daddy and Rajguru, in that order.|
This, below, IS the Pakistani side.
The sun had almost sunk by the time it wrapped up. So we did what cool people do; we went for a boat ride! It had been a long, long day. And we had been every bit enthralled, a whole lot more educated, and surprisingly, still full of energy. It had been a day well-spent.