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After visiting Sehvan Sharif, we had to get back to Hyderabad by bus to catch the train up to Multan. Hyderabad doesn't have it's own section in this homepage, because we've spent only one night there and just took a few pics at the railway station. I love taking pics, for many reasons, but I don't want to pass every day looking through a camera lens, with a camera you'll draw much attention on yourself. Without a camera, you're just an ordinary person going about your way, and only rarely somebody will notice that you don't belong. Of course it's not only the presence of a camera, it's also the way you walk, and mostly the way you look around that give you away. With a bit of practice, you can blend in just about anywhere, and there's hardly anything I enjoy as much as just drifting along in a crowd of people, anywhere in the world, mentally so tuned in that I'm virtually invisible as an individual, and even less so as a foreigner.

	Hyderabad
	waiting for the train
After visiting Sehvan Sharif, we had to get back to Hyderabad by bus to catch the train up to Multan. Hyderabad doesn't have it's own section in this homepage, because we've spent only one night there and just took a few pics at the railway station. I love taking pics, for many reasons, but I don't want to pass every day looking through a camera lens, with a camera you'll draw much attention on yourself. Without a camera, you're just an ordinary person going about your way, and only rarely somebody will notice that you don't belong. Of course it's not only the presence of a camera, it's also the way you walk, and mostly the way you look around that give you away. With a bit of practice, you can blend in just about anywhere, and there's hardly anything I enjoy as much as just drifting along in a crowd of people, anywhere in the world, mentally so tuned in that I'm virtually invisible as an individual, and even less so as a foreigner.