On being a photo prop.

One thing I’ve been meaning to write about but haven’t gotten to yet is the fact that Indian tourists like having their picture taken with non-Indian tourists. Kris and I have posed in probably 7 or 8 family and individual photographs with Indian tourists and families.

We haven’t figured out this phenomenon yet and at first we thought it was a game to get your photo with a fat American but when we were in Dharamasala at the Dalai Lama’s residence it happened to a skinny German tourist and we asked him about if he knew why and he said that it’s happened to him a lot and that it’s worse in the south of India.

It’s hilarious because the first time it happened I thought the family wanted their picture taken together so I try to grab the camera from the dad and they all crowd around me and Kris, he takes the picture and then switches out with his daughter and then she takes one with him now in the shot. It was surreal.

I not sure why it happens but it’s funny to think of how many random families will have a photo with us. It’s kind of sweet in a way. We would ask them but we don’t speak their language and in most cases they don’t speak ours so everything is done trough awkward pantomime but overall I think it’s a fun way to interact with more people. It’s just one of the things that makes India so incredible. 🙂



One thought on “On being a photo prop.

  1. Here’s* a reasonable explanation of the ‘strangers in the frame’ phenomena, from the book The Lost Girls, a travel tale similar to this blog, except with more boys and boogieing, less ‘je m’en fous’ and adroitness in mastering paranoia**, but sharing the same shaggy dog stories.


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