Chris Watts's Archive

The View from a Rickshaw

By / May 2012

Chris Watts on what Chennai looks like from the back of a rickshaw: “Chennai roads are a maelstrom of close, breath-brief encounters. Nameless, nearly formless, strangers keep whizzing by.”

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Sunrise at the End of the World

By / May 2012

Chris Watts takes part in a morning ritual in southern India: “I wound through the crowds to the end of the road, the last road in all of India, then abandoned my car to join the pilgrims.”

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Up in Smoke

By / April 2012

Writer Chris Watts weathers a monsoon in a mysterious village in Burma: “I heard a noise and saw a flicker through the window. The man was staring towards the woods, as if waiting for a ghost.”

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Magic Mountain

By / December 2011

When the conservationist Vijay Kumar lost his job, he went for a walk in the Palani Hills. He needed to figure out what to do with his life. The answer was right beneath his feet.

Searching for Shangri-La

By / December 2011

Chris Watts goes in search of Shangri-La: “It appeared we were on similar journeys, all wondering if heaven could, like the song says, be a place on earth.”

The Wave Riders of Kovalam

By / December 2011

A North Carolina beach bum introduces the sport he loves to a wave-swept town in southern India.

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