I promise! Maybe some updates of Oxford… some pics of venice… I promise something soon!
Before you even think it – I know it has been a very long time since I last wrote…. and I will be honest in saying that you are just going to have to wait to hear the details of my recent venture. What I will say is that the mountains in Nepal are beyond amazing and trekking around them is something I will never forget. Nor having a birthday in the mountains or riding atop a bus through the beautiful scenery of Nepal – it has been a fun couple of weeks….
But where I did leave off was when me and Amy left Dharamsala and went on an extremely long bus towards Agra, where the famed Taj Mahal is. Touristy though it is we both thought it worth a visit – though in the heat we were experience, and it was very very hot, we wanted to do little except go to the Taj and rest with a nice glass of fresh juice (pineapple is my favourite) or a lassie. On the afternoon when we arrived we did little but this – wandering a little then when it was too hot to do even this return to our hotel and we chilled. With a lovely view of the Taj in the background, I admit our hotel was well placed. As the sun went down we had a lovely view of the Taj’s whiteness dimming and taking on more sunset-like colours. Still beautiful though.
My first view of the Taj
Note the little kid playing in the corner – in sight of the Taj, I love how for some places this marvolous building is commonplace and playing is a much more entertaining experience.
Amy reading the night we arrived – we both got through books while here – mine was a Jodi Picould book – very good although not particually deep, but kind of what I wanted. We chilled the evening away, we were both still knackered from our epic bus journey and so had an early night. We had decided to be at the gates to enter the Taj sometime before six as that is when they opened, so an early night probably was a good idea.
We did indeed arise early, before dawn and as only a few – well many but a few compared to the hoards who would arrive later at the Taj – tourists were there. We waited our turns and got some good photos of the Taj in the morning light, some is perhaps not right, many is more like the amount of photographs I took. Here are some of my favourites…
Above – I love the two birds flying by the white stone… Below – I quite like the fact I captured this man captuting the Taj on his phone – it works as an image.
Above – The gateway you walk through to see the Taj. Below – the classic cliche photo, had to be done.
Below – I can’t help it! I love photographing reflections!
Below – even the floor is decorated so beautifully.
Oh my gosh. we walked up to where the Taj is – onto the white marble itself. When you walk on the marble, as it is a place of reverence for the Islamic faith you wear no shoes. Or that is what the locals and most toursits do. As an aternative you can wear brightly coloured bags over your shoes. Me and Amy chose not to do this, the feeling of cold marble feels wonderful under the feet. This woman pictured below however clearly has no problem wearing the bags over her shoes despite how it clashes with her pure white attire. Brilliant fashion move on her part me and Amy thought!
Opposite the either side of the Taj were two mosques, interesting to see the diference in colour, the brown-red of the mosques against the white of the Taj. The light played beautifully on their walls…
We sat a while and read in the shade of the Taj – a beautiful place to pause…
Again – one of the great things about being to a place like this early is that you see the place in a really interesting light, how the light plays lets say at seven in the morning is much more interesting than at lets say mid-day – as you can see in the image below.
After we had a nice time resting and reading, absorbing the amazing building that we sat in the shadow of. Yet eventually the heat that came with the sun – and by I say heat, I mean, never ending extreme heat – the kind that all you can do is sit and drink cold drinks…. as we were hungry we decided breakfast would be a good idea we left the Taj Mahal, which you can only enter once with your ticket – a ridiculously priced ticket that is something like triple the price of any other ticket purchased across India…
But aside from tha, we returned to the touristy area of Agra, where the tourist stalls were and the coffee shops and had a nice long and refreshing breakfast. Just what we wanted. after we went for a short wander around the stalls, I say short because of the heat it could not walk around for long. I do not mean, it was a bit hot, rather, it was baking, the kind of heat you feel physically ill when you are doing anything outside. Too hot. So, soon we had to retire to our hotel where we spent the afternoon chilling and having a rest – finishing the books we were reading and skyping home, an uneventful afternoon but not an unpleasent one.
We caught yet another night train out of the city – sleeping on diferent kinds of Indian transport seems almost normal now – it was uneventful as far as I can remember. We arrived inVaranasi, already baking hot from the sun that had barely risen above the ramshackled buildings and had one of our first experiences being ripped off in India. I am sure we have before, but we knew soon after this experience that we had been ripped off – and despite that being a huge annoyance it turned out to be a blessing in disguise in the end.
What happened was that our autorickshaw driver took us to the wrong hotel – on purpose. A number of those recomended in Lonely Planet have had other hotels use very similar names to theirs. So Sunrise Guesthouse becomes Sunrise Resthouse, and so on and so forth. We were brought to a place a little out of town, on the ghats yes but quite a ways down from the main ghats, not in the hectic center. After a drink upstairs – where we had the first view of the Ganges and the ghats beside we had a much needed rest. It was the middle of the day and just too hot to do anything else.
Our first view of the ghats from our hotel.
In the evening we went for a walk, in the part of town where our hotel was. We soon realised we had been duped. Both Amy and me were not best pleased, but it meant we got to see a place in India that wasn’t exclusivly for tourists, as many of the places we have been to recently seem to be. We ate at an awesome little place, with a few tables and chairs inside, a kitchen round the back and an oven out the front for the nans (they were really good nans) it was a great atmosphere. After we wandered on and found a local lassie stall, where you could order either plain or sweet lassies in a big or a small clay cup. Two benches were set out for the customers and most of the people there were locals. It only cost 10p for a small cup – and the sweet lassies were delicious. No, they were beyond that, they were simply divine. So very tasty. I think we will come back tomorow!
We met a lovely group of ladies The ladies were really friendly – we chatted with a mix of the Hindi I’ve picked up and the English they knew. Mostly English I will admit but it was nice to chat to the locals, it’s often one of the highlights of travelling. It was a good evening.
Above – the group of ladies I befriended, below are a line of men sitting placidly drinking their lassies…
Because we were tired after the past week full of trains and busses – night trains and busses I should say we slept in later than we usually would. Which, for me being the night owl and not finding early mornings the easiest of things much prefered. It was nice to sleep in. However, (And I am sure you knew that was coming – there is always a but) because we slept in we missed the part of the day that was coolest, when we went out for a walk along the ghats we realised we had gone out too late. We sat for a short while on the main ghats – but it was just too hot to be out. So back to the hotel we went – to chill, sleep and watch yet more Castle. It really is a fun show. It does make me want to go to New York though, what a cool city it is!
In the evening we did go for a walk along the ghats – when it was much cooler and comfortable to be outside. It was beautiful in the late afternoon light. We passed people bathing in the river, groups playing cricket – carefully avioding hitting the ball away from the river. The groups ranged from little kids – their aim trying to be to hit the ball to older children gaining skill but still showings odd moments of clumsiness to the teenagers and adults group which was much more organised and even had a referee… and many more spectators, we watched for a while, it was entertaining. India has most definitly made a cricket fan out of me. Who’d have thought it.
It was nice wandering by the river, peacefull for us with the chaos that surrounded us – I am really going to (well, as I am writing this post-India I do miss rather than going to, but at the time I did consider that I would… does any of that make sense?) miss India, the scenery, the chaos, the colour and the people, how welcoming and friendly they are. I shall miss this country.
One event that I almost forgot to add in, (this is added after I’ve written the majority of the Varanasi section but I had to add in this story) and it will probably not come across how funny it was for me and Amy, but I will still write it down was an animal we saw on the ghats. You can see a range of animals. From cows to water buffalo, chickens and goats. This story is about the last. We were on the ghats, I was taking a photo, Amy looking at something else. We were intereupted by somone making a strange sound – “bluwuhuhuh” is how I can best describe it. I thought it was made by an old man trying to clear his head but not sucseeding and creating a very strange sound – perhaps he was not quite right in the head…. but when I looked there was no man, just a bunch of goats wandering the ghats. He must have moved so I thought, it was not goat noise. But no – the sound came again. This time there was no mistaking it, it came from one of the goats. “bluwuhuhuhuhuh”. Me and Amy stared in amazement – too shocked to even laugh, although we soon did in an “oh my gosh what the heck is that” kind of way. “bluwuhuhuhuh” it bleated (?) again. Very much not right in the head. We moved on – better not to stick around where a goat is making very non-goat noises… for both me and Amy now, we cannot think of goats without thinking of this particular goat and any reference to a goats voice, all we can think about is “bluwuhuhuh”.
Not the goat from my story – another but I liked how this one was posed.
The following morning we rose early, we aimed to be at the main ghats by sunrise but infact rose too late and by the time we reached the ghats the sun had risen and we could feel it getting hotter. We did go for a boat ride – but I did not photograph as much as I have in the past – the majority of photos I took were the day after. (See lower down on this entry) Oh, incidentally it was Easter Sunday this day. It is amazing how being in such a diference culture means you do not realise what the holidays back home are. Currently as I am writting this it is about to be half term – but I only realised that because of what people are saying on facebook. So after the boat ride I had some time to myself to reflect – it was lovely to sit on the ghats surrounded by people but in my own personal quiet. Near the end of my time before I met up with Amy I had some really sweet women come to where I was sitting and change from their wet sarees to their dry ones – really nice to sit and chat with them after as well. A nice morning.
In the afternoon we sorted out our train ticket from Varanasi up to Darjeeling – we would catch a jeep for the last part as the toy train is inactive due to a landslide. Hard to believe that it will be our last stop in India! In the evening I went to a church service in the city – it was all in Hindi so I do not actually know anything that was said but it was good to be in a church. Later on I met up with Amy again and we had another evening wandering the ghats. We bumped into a guy who we’d been on the camel trek with and hung out that evening – going back to the same place we had had diner the first night. Oh my gosh their thalies were good! It was a fun evening.
The following day was our last. This time we woke up before dawn and were on the ghats before the sun rose. We took a boat on the river and as our hour progressed we saw the sun rise, people come on their pilgrimages to the Ganges to bathe and one of the burning ghats being used – where it is considered holy to burn your dead as it is on the River Ganges. Apart from the last event I tried to capture everything. I did take a lot of photographs – so I hope you enjoy them!
This was really early, pre-dawn. It was so quiet… very unusual for India!
A group of kids on the other side of the river.
A woman bathing in the Ganges.
People swimming in the Ganges.
The birds near the river. I found it amusing there was one green bird – the rest pigeons.
People wash clothes in the river. As it is a holy river does that make the clothes holy too?
Our boatman. It was a good ride. After we had seen the sun rise on the boat and had rowed up and floated down the Ganges we wandered a little on the ghats, people watching, seeing the locals interact – I saw many people meditating andcontamplating – or so it seemed to me. It was nice to wander, no aim of getting anywhere just absorbing what was is around you.
I really like this image – it reminds me of the three wise men. I love how they seem to be debating – all in diferent colours… I found it fasinating to watch .
Oh – this is really sweet. The two images below are where two girls got ready after their time bathing in the river, the older doing the youngers hair – it was a really sweet moment to observe.
I was pleased with the images I got – it is not hard to get some good images here – easy almost. Such a beautiful place. After we had had our fill of the ghats me and Amy went to the small streets of the city – where the shops were and did a bit of shopping – Varanasi is famous for it’s silk and I will admit I bought a scarf for myself! We also found is amazing toy shop – very old fashioned but with beautiful toys! So sweet!
Eventually we had our fill of the streets and shops as well. We headed back to the hotel for we did not have too long before having to head off for our train. Our train did not leave from the city of Varanasi but a town just outside. We took a tuk tuk there with time to spare but he – thinking we were tourists and that he could, tried to rip us off by picking up a friend of his and driving him to another part of the city. It was only when we threatened not to pay – as we were cutting it close by this point that he got a move on and we went on a wild – very speedy ride to the station we wanted to get to. We did make our train in time, but not with too mich time to spare. On the train we were in a section with a large family, intent on staying up late – making lots of noise in the process and meaning we had a lousy night sleeping – usually both me and Amy have decent sleeps on the train, but not tonight. It did not help that they had to disembark sometime around four in the morning and before they left they seemed (well, it seemed from my bunk – I was trying to ignore them) that they were having a party pre-leaving the train. So not one of my best nights.
When we arrived at our destination – I do not quite remember which town it was, but I digress, we caught a jeep to Darjeeling. It was refreshing being out of the heat – a noticeable diference after the heat of Varanasi. We climbed up the hills passing the tea trees that covered the hillsides – and later mountainsides. It was beautiful to see and I admit I was looking forward to having a good cup of tea!
We reached Darjeling in early afternoon and with a guy who we-d met on the train went in search of a hostel – ending up in one with a suspendous view of the surrounding mountains – when it was cleap – which it was when we first arrived you could see mountains in the distance, the himalayas. We are going to be surounded by them in a few weeks! We had a rest then a wander into town. I took a panarama of the view on our way…
By the time we had had a cup of tea, well a pot of tea… it was getting a little on the late side and we headed back to our hotel for an early night. Much needed after the sleepless night on the train the night before.
On our following day we had wanted to take the toy train – due to the landslide it is no longer running the majority of its journey. To add to this the train that day was all booked up – so we booked ticket for the following day. That day we went for a walk – we decided to visit the zoo and the Himalayan Mountainering Institute. The zoo was interesting but as I often find – slightly sad that these animals are in cages and not in the wild. The Institute was really interesting. Talking about the diferent himalayas, where they are and how high they all are. We realised that the pass we would walk over on our trek is higher than anywhere in Europe! How cool is that?!
View on the way to the zoo.
Cool butterfly we saw.
There was a lot of information on those who had climbed Everest. The first two people were Edmund Hillary (who I found out last night (as in when I am writting this) was interviewed by my Grandfather. Super super cool!) and the Sherpa Tenzing Norgay. No one knows who got to the top first – for both men refuse to say who reached the peak first and that fact has gone to the grave with them. Amazing men.
We wandered back up to the town. We did some odd jobs and had some tea – although I have loved the Indian chai, to drink some black tea is really nice – and reminds me of home, proper tea. I even found some digestives somewhere – a good afternoon. The evening we spent chilling, very nice.
Oh – I almost forgot about this. This is a sign we saw on our way back to Darjeling town from the zoo, I found it quite funny…
A pretty church we saw on our way back up to the town.
The next morning we went to visit Tiger Hill. From here at sunrise you have a beautiful view of the Himalayas. So, dark and early we rose and caught a jeep with a few other travellers and went to see the sunrise. It was really beautiful. Worth the early morning. There is something about sunrises that is just magical.
When we returned to the hotel we had a sleep – it wasn’t really a nap as it was still early and we wanted to catch up on sleep. Very nice. In the early afternoon we went for our journey on the steam toy train. We went to a small town outside of Darjeeling on the train – Ghum. It was not so good as I thought it might be as the train ran for the most part alongside the road, the latter part of the journey has the best views, but it was still enjoyable. This train is very different however from the Darjeeling Limited train portrayed in the film…
The station we left from…
On the train…
The view – it was a pity as the weather was not the best today for views…
I quite like the silloette here.
Ghum – where we had a short stop. Not the most interesting of places…
On our way back…
It was fun being on a steam train all the same – even if the view that day was not the best. It is the experience that counts… for the rest of the day we chilled. I was not feeling too great if I remember correctly and so we had a low-key afternoon. After the speed in which we travelled in our last fortnight of India it was nice to have a restfull time here.
The following day we left. Good bye India! We caught a jeep back to the town which I cannot remember the name of and from there a bus to the border. But… I will tell of my epic (and yes – it was an epic journey) into Nepal… oh what a journey it was!
And so I bid goodbye to one of my favourite countries in the world. For good reason. The people are wonderfull, the scenery spectacular and the experiences I had there unforgettable. After travelling China alone is was great to have someone else to share it all with and travelling with Amy was awesome. So many shared experiences that no one but us will ever get and so many memories that will remind me of my time in India. No, my first time in India….
And so, the last time I can say this… I love India!!!
As I am trying to fill in the gap between leaving Rajasthan and arriving in Nepal – where I am now incidentally I will give a brief account of what we did in the middle points. Unlike much of our trip our last week or two were much more organised into a few places rather than cramming in many. First we wanted to visit delhi, the crazy hectic hub that is the capital of India, from there we had a side trip up to Dharamsala – where for a few days we stayed in the mountains and enjoyed the much cooler (In Delhi and in the places after Dharamsala it was beyond hot) weather, there was even a proper storm with lightning and thunder! We came back to Delhi after and onto Agra where we saw the Taj Mahal, onto Varanasi where we rode on a boat on the Ganges and finally catching a bus up to Darjeling where we again enjoyed the cool over many cups of tea. Oh that tea was good!
So that was our last few weeks – they were amazing, a mix of everything that makes India great, with a lot of what hinders its greatness and a bit of Tibetan and Nepali thrown in.
So, Delhi. What a city it is – with however many thousands of people it is jam packed. We arrived in the morning after a night bus from Pushkar – I will save you from hearing the details of that… but we were pretty nackered. I had to go out to post my package home though, most of what I bought in India so far… I hope it gets back okay! I visited Cognaugh Place, one of the central hubs of the capital. It was great to send though, a load off my back if you will.
When I came back me and Amy went to visit the back streets of Old Delhi. They were really cool. Tiny allyways leading to yet more allys crammed with shops. There seemed to be diferent districts, we started in one that was full of saree shops and stalls selling material – really cool to see all the diferent colours! We then went onto the district selling paper, cards and stationary – we passed many printing places. Not the modern prints I mean by that, but the old fashoned type – with a printing press and ink – super cool! Here we saw a traffic jam – with a horse pulling a carrage waiting too – how cool is that?!
We soon ended up on a proper street though, this one full of mechanic shops selling oil and tyres with cars, bikes and tuk tuks outside being taken apart or seen to, an interesting area. Here we saw a goat tied to a post box, today is the day for the random sights… but then again in India this is not too random. I love this country.
We ended up by a market next to the main mosque in Delhi – much fun wandering round but we decided to wait to the following morning to visit the mosque. We saw kids playing cricket in the parks next to the market – well cool to see! We did not stay for too long though, returning to our hotel for a rest – we had not really slept much the night before and then out for a wander down the touristy street and diner, a good night if an early one.
Me at the market by the mosque.
The next day Amys alarm woke us up early, (it was not meant to be set but oh well, early starts are good) we were going to see the sights of Old Delhi – should be good! Below are two of the sights that we passed on our way – a guy making a gigantic pot of some Indian dish – looks good! As well as a man reading his paper while drinking his morning chai, one of the best Indian inventions, for sure.
The mosque was interesting, beautiful arcitecture. I got some good photos – although both of us did have to wear the most ridiculous robes that were garish colours with equally garish designs. Oh how great it is to be a tourist…
Feet! With a little bit of horible robe…
At the mosque we met a really nice girl who we ended up spending the morning with. We went to visit the Red Fort soon after – one of the important sights of Old Delhi. The best description would probably be was that it was big and red. A cool place though, we wandered in and had a look round the diferent parts – there was a room where the ruler would issue decrees and have audiences as well as a mosque inside the fort. On the way in and out there was a passage full of market stalls selling touristy stuff. It was fun to talk to the girl – she was a student passing though and wanted to spend the day around Delhi – nice to meet real people. I still had my cold so was not feeling the best, which often results in not apriciating the place quite as much. I did (of course) get some good photos though.
As I said, it is very red….
Cool flower design on the wall.
People looking out the window
Another cool flower design.
All the shops on the way to and from the inside of the fort.
The main gate into the fort.
From there we returned to the streets and allys of Old Delhi – it was a much quieter day for which we were soon to discover was due to a festival that was on. It was fun wandering the streets with our cameras though and trying to capture the essence that is Indias streets and people. Such an amazing country it is hard to pin down – but we gave it a go!
Sometimes is great to look up…
As I said, good to look up – I love the design here.
A pile of material on sale
One of the printers
A dog asleep
A doll in a shop – it made me and Amy chuckle.
Cool colours eh?!
We did get caught up in the festival though, we had chatted to a cool guy who owned a sweet shop and told us the reason for the streets being quieter – he is in the photo above. Anyways, after leaving the shop we passed through the ally and entered one of the streets full of people. We had people pass us by playing instruments, people dancing and we were both given pink drinks – it tasted like milk and a fried snack – everyone seemed to be happy and enjoying the festives – it was fun to witness and both me and Amy agree that India is a place that has many cliches – but most of them are true. Like how the rickshaw drivers driving skills leave much to be desired, how there are cows literally everywhere and how you will come across random festivals in the streets in India with no warning except that there is a little more noise than usual ahead. It makes India though and I would never want this country to stop being like this. The festival that we were swept up in was awesome though, that is for sure.
The festival approaches….
Watching part of the procession – it was cool to be a part of it.
People at the festival
The festival passes by.
We then walked on to the station where we could catch a train back to our hotel – but on the way we saw this and it made us laugh how there was the sign with people queing outside. I love shots like this!
We soon headed back to the main strip – getting dinner and having a wander around in the night. It had been a good day, even if the Old Delhi streets had been quiet. We decided to visit the more modern part of Delhi the following day, well, it is called New Delhi.
First we visited the main history museum – getting in for only 1 rupee as Amy was a student and I… well they let me in for a rupee too, very nice of them. It was interesting, there was a cool section on the miniature art – reminded of our time in Rajasthan. It was interesting to find out about the origins of India – it is such an old country, well place where there has been civilisation – it is fascinating to see how it has progressed over time. Most definitely worth 1 rupee!
We wandered along one of the main roads to the India Gate – where we had a rest on the grass and had a refreshment. Very nice in the heat – for it was hothere – I mean, like, if it was this heat in England it would be in the national newspapers how hot it was. The Gate was cool – although I do think I prefer the one in Mumbai.
We tried to find a craft museum – only suceseding after walking a long way and only to find the place being renovated and so virtually empty. Not good. So we went to the Rail Museum. A place quite obviously meant for children but good fun for us as well. So the photos tell!
Amy by a train
We then went to see the museum that was at the place – it was really interesting, showing the history of trains in India and facts about the diferent famous train lines – for example the train we went on when leaving Ooty. Below are some of the interesting things we saw. First the skull of an elephant that tried to charge headfirst into a train – the train came off better unfortunatly… below is the train Gandhi was on when he had the experience that partially made him into the man he is known for in India – and below that the letter that was one of the important factors for toilets in trains! Got to love some of the stuff you learn in museums!
We then took the toy train around the grounds – seeing many diferent types of trains – I saw a good number of British towns and cities written on the sides of the trains – places I of course now miss! After the ride we had a wander round the diferent trains – clamboring over some of them to pear inside and imagin what it would have been on them when they were in service – that must have been wonderful!
Isn’t it sweet?!!!
From the train museum we returned to the main strip and another night there. The following day we went to look round Old Delhi for a whie, it was most definitly more busy than yesterday, all the shops were open and people were everywhere. I sometimes think you would be hard pressed to find a place in the whole of India with no people at all…. anyways, I got some good photos of the back streets when busy! It was fun to walk around with my camera capturing the essence of an Indian city, an amazing country.
It was not long before we were heading back and sorting out all our stuff for our next place – Dharamsala. This is a place I have wanted to go for a while, it is where the Tibetan Government in exile is, it is up in the mountains and it should give us a break from the heat – a much desirable thing! We caught a night bus there – a long journey on a very uncomfortable bus… but then should I expect anything diferent? We arrived in the morning and embarked to find a hotel – it was beautiful in Dharamsala. My wish was granted and it was cooler as well!!! So nice.
Then we had a moment where you realise how small the world really is. For, round the corner came Jake, one of the people who we had met in Jaipur over the Holi festival and had at the time joked that we might bump into later on in our trip – strange how these things happen! We went to catch up and eat breakfast, kill two birds with one stone in a ways – we found an awesome place that had cakes, pies and muffins – how great a breakfast can you have?!
Jake was doing well – had been in the area between here and Jaipur where we had last seen him while we were travelling round Rajasthan – it is always nice to see a face you know when travelling. Soon though we went to find the hotel we were to stay at, a small place that gave part of their earnings to helping Tibetans who flee Tibet – good to stay somewhere with a good cause, and there are duveys here! Like, we will need to be kept warm at night – something we have not needed for over a month – strange the things that appeal after a while travelling. When we had chilled a little we had a wander round the town – it is a really cool place. It is nice to see a mix of people, Indian, Tibetan and tourists from everywhere. There were stalls all along the main road leading down to where the Tibetan Monastry was – where the Tibetan Government in exile and the Dala Lama were. We did not visit there yet though – we just had a day to relax after our mamoth journey up to Dharamsala. For diner we went to a Japanese restaurant – really nice! Nice to have something completly diferent I have to admit.
Rain! How I miss rain!
The next day we went to visit the Monastary where the Dala Lama lived – it was intersting to see the Tibetan culture from this side – where they are free to express what they want and where they are trying to preserve their culture. I really love my time in the Tibetan part of China – the people were so lovely and their culture was amazing – it makes me miss being there if I am honest. Except that here the Tibetan way of life has embraced the modern world a lot more. The monastry was beautiful though – outside there were monks who were arguing – well, debating. When they would make a point they would slap their hand in such a way – really cool to watch! Even if I had no idea what they were saying!
Again we had a day chilling – I had caught a bug (as in I did not feel well, I was not capturing insects I would have you know) and so really wanted some time to chill, which I have to admit after a action packed time in Rajasthan was really nice. We rested the day away having a nice diner in the evening – a good day.
In the evening we went to see “the Lion Man”, a Tibetan guy who every night gave a performance. At first he did some singing of Tibetan songs and did some Tibetan dancing – really cool to see and made me miss the Tibetan areas I had seen when visiting China. He then did some, what can only be described as an “experimental” dance – which was interesting to watch and a little funny but generally was not my thing.
Me, Amy and Jake
On our last day in Dharamsala we had a chill day, really nice to have before another epic journey back down to Delhi. A little bit better than on the way up but not by much. Just long and enduring. When we finally reached the city, just as the sun was rising we caught another bus to Agra – where, as I am sure you all know, the Taj Mahal is. Oh yes we are doing the tourist thing!
And I am afraid I will have to leave it there…. I did not finish the post in time before leaving before my trek and so I will update it in a few weeks… sorry! But I will leave you with one photo of the Taj!