Gianz Residency Pvt Ltd Baddi

... hit the traffic. The road was closed for an hour, and we waited, gladly it we weren't that high yet (and it wasn't that cold). Just as the traffic jam appeared there was a couple of businessman on a side of the road. They were selling a hot sweet corn, and it was a great success! I got myself a cob, and brought one to my fellow passenger. It was a really good step - he appreciated this ₨20 present very much - tried to explain me about the place around ...

... something special. Home of the 14th Dali Lama, who doesn't take private audiences with irish folk, and of course so many tibetan refugees who are here in exile. Everyone is friendly, the surroundings are so picturesque, immidately i feel very relaxed.... until i get to the hotel.<br><br>Again expecting rather upmarket maybe 3-4 star hotel, we arrive at a grotty pink hotel which clearly houses the tourists who can't find anywhere esle to stay. We go inside and I give ...

... otsib liivamandala valmistamise vahendeid ja saab teada, et neid on ainult munkadel. Mul lööb kõht pilli, jään tänavalt 10-ruupiaseid vedz-momosid ostma ja kaotan Kaarle silmist. Momode juurde pakutud tshillikaste võtab suu õhetama ja jahutan seda piimakokteiliga. Nii, asun kohe ohtlikku elu elama, kui järelevalveta jään.<br>Leian ülejäänud seltskonna kohvikust, ajame juhi üles ja palume võtta suund Dali järve äärde. Autoga linnavahel sõitmine ...

... in a month at Kaza, east of here). It's also somewhat of a party town with bars that stay open past midnight and happy drunks wobbling about the alleyways (which somehow function as streets-- extreme traffic jams are a perpetual problem here). There were several nights that we ended up at the tackiest and most ridiculous looking bar we could find-- the Xcite Nightclub. With such confusing signs as "The married men party like bachelors and the bachelors like married men!" and a ...

... politics, and have been for fifteen or twenty minutes now. Its mildly frustrating, as obviously only three of the men know much about the subject - or perhaps its that only these three have a strong enough grasp of the English language to express themselves. All but two or three said they knew who Obama was, and four or five of them recognized Hillary Clinton's name, but it is only the young monk who has been keen to discuss these ...

... play cricket, share our cooking, our knitting and crocheting and practice our broken Hindi. The other day we took the two boys, Jadeep (11), and Ajadeep (9), and their cousin Ragu (11) on a hike, which they were so excited for. We walked up the hills, through the forests, and climbed some rocks before heading back down to the house for dinner and chai. The boys are very active and very eager to play with us, as I'm sure they don't get too many opportunities to spend time with ...

... spot with that scarcest of commodities; shade. The road goes to hell and then some for 2 km followed by an amazingly pleasant surprise as we hit the 20km stretch of brand new asphalt and, for the first and only time in India, get to zoom down something! This ends abruptly 7km above Zingzingbar with 3km of the worst road we've ever encountered - just to make a study in contrasts I guess. We hoped to spend the night in Zingzingbar - I mean, with a name like that, how ...

... Sutlej and Spiti Rivers, we spend our last night of the jeep safari at Nako, a high remote village near a lovely, holy lake. The 11th century gompa (monastery) here was being spiffed up for a visit and teachings by HH, the Dalai Lama in August. Vinita and I were not allowed into the inner sanctums, being female, but we did get to see a footprint of Padmasambhava, the 8th century monk who spread Buddhism to Tibet. After leaving Nako on Day 5, we climbed a new mountain pass, called ...

... of the line, so we were able to get seats. The group of Israelis, for some reason, agreed to take a very cute and very spoiled puppy dog from our hotel and dump it in Kaza. They were at least partially resonsible for the dog's fate, feeding it under the table, holding it in their laps. I was annoyed. The bus pulled away and the ticket man started making the rounds. When he tried to charge the Israelis 40 Rupees for the dog ($1), they were ...

... leading up to partition in 1947. After the lodge we were totally and utterly exhausted. We made our way back to the mall for a nice dinner and then passed out pretty early. This morning we awoke to massive fog and rain. That sort of put a little damper on our plans to hike up the Jakhu Temple east of the city. We've instead spent the day relaxing in town, reading and enjoying people watching. Tonight the rest of the guys leave for Dharamsala. Our plans to ...