Lot of lens distortion, but still happy with the way it turned out.
I walked into this place with a thousand mental images of the Taj Mahal. Everyone has seen it, everyone knows what it looks like: photographs, drawings, illustrations.
I was floored. Everything about this place was magical, impressive, mysterious. No mental image could have ever adequately prepared me for seeing this in-person.
I arrived an hour or so before sunset; it was initially brilliant white, then slowly devolved into orange and pink hues as the sun dipped below the horizon.