Highness Heights Mussoorie

... their way. I, of course, am curious and completely in love with the sight of monkey's all over they place (Grey Langurs and Macaques) but they do cause quite the disturbance here, and pretty much do as they please. Both because they are sacred (an army of them helped Rama in the Mahabharata) and also quite vicious (Rabies kill up to 30,000 people every year), no one really does anything to remove them. But still... I LOVE MONKEYS!

... and I tried kayaking again and failed miserably. Normal routine evening. Day 8 We spent the day lazing around and packing for the trip back to Delhi. We sorrowfully left Camp Silver Sands with the promise to be back soon. Took the Dehradun Shatabdi back to New Delhi at 7 pm. Arrived in Delhi and ran in for hot showers to get all the sand out of our system. Good nights sleep. Day 9 Relaxing day and sightseeing in Delhi. Return to Bombay in the evening.

... We will be going back to the YWCA (where we stayed at for the first week) for until Wednesday. Then we are going to move into our apartments. Andrew and I got the apartment that we really wanted (the most expensive one, but still ridiculously cheaper than Davis), which is in the best location and has the best amenities ...

... there is absolutely no diversity. I think for the first 4 days in India we never say any other people of any other race, it's really odd coming from America where there is so much diversity. Any who, in Rishikesh to get across the Ganga, you have to cross these tiny suspension foot bridges. The monkeys would sit on the wires above you and if you were holding food, they would come down and take it right out of your arms. I saw it happen to a ...

... the holy hell is that supposed to mean??? really?!? we talk for awhile....none of which is your business, so lets just ffwd.....he gives me an antique compass, a blanket and suggest I might like the desert, I bade him goodbye....the feeling is like saying goodbye to a grandparent....it is totally out of place but my brains are scrambled from no sleep and an altitude change...so who knows...that night there were no noises and I slept like the dead....now figure that out???

... at that time in the morning however there were loads of tourists and we got sharked into paying a man Rs20 for taking some of the cheesiest photos of us that we've ever seen (we'll post some if we feel we can live up to the shame). The fort was really more Iain's cup of tea than mine - I think due to a misspent youth playing Civilisation. He liked it a lot as did I but more for the people watching. By the time we got to fatepur Sikri - a city built by an ...

... the power went out again in another two minutes. It came back on in a few seconds this time, and we braced ourselves for another outage. Over the next 10-15 minutes, the power flickered on and off at least once every two minutes, making it very hard to get ready for bed. Power outages like this are typical at least a few times a day in India, and it's good that we found this outage more amusing than annoying, since we'll be dealing with these all year ...

... jede Meneg Ashrams und zieht nicht nur indischen sondern auch westliche Sinnsucher an, denen diverse Joga- und Meditationskurse offeriert werden -- die Grenzen zwischen kommerzillem Beherbungsbetrieb und Kloster scheinen fliessend. Beruehmt wurde die Stadt auch wegen der Beatles die ich glaube 67 oder 68 hier bei ihrem Guru waren und sich dann aber mit ihm zerstritten hatten. Vermutlich gibt es deswegen kein Denkmal fuer die Fab 4.

... to Nature before this, it was as if I had a date with her and I was enjoying every bit of it. The clouds had started to gather, I knew that it was time to go back to the real world. As the clouds descended upon the Valley I could imagine a fairy tale, "Where do good men and women go after they die?" the curiosity of a child asked, "They all went to the valley, kissed by the clouds", was the answer ...... I walked around 16 kilometers to make to Govindghat and catch the ...

... whatever he was chewing on. As I mentioned to someone in an e-mail, all the cars have manual transmissions, and they lug the engines just mercilessly, and I fully expected our engine to explode. Anyway, we did make it to Mussoorie. It was actually another 20 minutes or so up from Mussoorie to the place we had booked for the night, Sisters Bazaar. We had to stop at the owner's store first (as with countless stores here, retail outlets are mostly just ...