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Tømmermænd og varme kilder
Dagen efter vågnede jeg op med lidt tømmermænd. Havde ikke været ude og drikke i flere måneder, så de slog hårdt, de øl og drinks. Vi gik ned på en kaffebar, for at finde noget morgenmad og her mødte vi igen tilfældigt Anne. Vi snakkede lidt sammen og fik sagt farvel, for hun skulle videre til Bali. Helt klart en person man skal en tur i byen med derhjemme. Resten af dagen gik med lidt sightseeing, i en anden del af byen. Her var en masse gamle templer med ...
Indian Insomnia
... a fare to Delhi knowing we would get offers from other men very soon if he wasn't quick enough. To make sure he got to us before any such offer we heard a beeping of a horn within 30 seconds with the driver and his car steaming towards us an going the wrong way down a one way system to get the car to us. Brilliant!
The price was agreed and off we set for Delhi.
We have mentioned the roads numerous times before on these blogs and how crazy they are. Now this driver was just ...
My first day as Mr.Spencer...
Hello everyone... I would just like to start my saying I hope everything is all going well back in the UK. Today has been a very very busy day for me. I went down to the school this morning to get introduced officially to all the students at 8.20- I count just under 90 children in the 3 orphanages, plus an extra 80 or so students from the poor communities around the school. Every Monday they all wear white to school, to signify a new working week, but also to ...
Manali
... 8211; a sheer drop one side of you, and a steep cliff face the other. So when needs must and all that, armed with my true friend K, she hides me behind a pashmina to relieve myself, and shall we say Delhi belly as well, which was beyond the Imodium... not good (let's just say 1- I can’t believe I did it and 2 – I can’t believe I am telling you this!!). But anyway we get on our way and get to admire the beautiful scenery, and the stop also meant that ...
Donkey Milk Tea
... a tea break during the drive, tea before a hike up to a sacred Buddhist cave, tea at the top, tea once we got back to town and tea after dinner. Geshe Yonten informed me that one of the cups of tea was made from Donkey milk. Let me warn you, Donkey milk tastes like licking a sweaty football players armpit after an intensely hot game (not that I've done this, but I can only imagine). I wanted to hurl the second the taste entered my mouth, but ...