Taj Mahal

I discovered that by unplugging my scanner and turning it back on, it seems to be working OK again, thank goodness. So, I scanned a very old photo that I took in September 1967, when we visited India for four days en route from England to Borneo. We were on our way to live in Borneo, ending up there for three and a half years. Our oldest child, Steven, was born there. While in India, we took a train down to Agra, to visit the Taj Mahal, a most beautiful place.