Rise and shine predawn and before the crowds for the Taj Mahal, situated on the south bank of the Yamuna river in Agra. I didn’t understand the need for “the right light” or line avoidance, but I now know. The security at this wonder-of-the-world was uber-tight every step of the way, plus the early morning light was eerie and air was thankfully crisp to disperse any body crunching aromas. First you pass through the Great Gate of the mausoleum, massive in red sandstone with octagonal towers and marble domes. Then the Taj presented itself grander than grand. The Taj is a pearly-white marble mausoleum that was commissioned by Shah Jahan, a Mughal emperor for the tomb of Mumtaz Mahal, his so-called “favored” wife. What a nice gift! And to think this mecca was bestowed in 1632 and completed in 1653! Doesn’t it look surreal? Of course I had to eat soon after my visit since breakfast was forsaken in the name of history. I made a very memorable stop for chickpea dumplings in “exotic” sauce and a public display of tandoor bread making. I say “memorable” because the verdict is still out if I enjoy legume dumplings. Nevertheless, I (who still eat and enjoy bread) was in Indian bread heaven! A visit to Agra would be incomplete without viewing pietra dura artifacts that incorporate highly polished colorful stones into local marble, configured into beautiful floral and geometric designs. Too pretty to eat on, but I’ll deal with it! Now on to Delhi to complete my Indian adventure, deemed the #1 polluted city in the world soon after my arrival. Talk about deal …