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... attraction it is very much a well-used and vital
public service which helps keep the towns and villages in these mountains
We arrived back at the bottom in Kalka, and found ourselves with a couple of hours to spare as, amazingly, the train back to Delhi was delayed! We strolled into town, which was in truth more a collection of tin shacks, looking for somewhere to eat. Owing to a distinct lack of anything resembling a restaurant, we considered ...
... a few minutes and there was a bad smell that came with it. All of a sudden Jamie held up the ipad and realised the room was filling up with smoke! The smell was of burning plastic. We grabbed as many things as we could (I know, I know, we should have just left everything and got out) and got out of the room. The stairwell was filled with smoke and we were surprised that there were no yells or people coming out of their rooms. There weren't any ...
... m and houses a population of around 145,000. Shimla is strung out on a steep 12 km almost vertical ridge and is surrounded by dense forests and snow capped peaks.
Formerly the summer capital of the British Rule from1858 to 1947, Shimla is still home to a curious collection of beautiful Victorian buildings and English styled houses and prestigious schools. Unbelievable as it sounds, each summer from 1864 to 1939 the entire government of India fled here to escape ...
... wood structures are interleaved with stone for insulation, a common practice in these villages. We stopped for tea in a sunny spot where women were taking a break and chatting; one woman was spinning wool, and a girl about ten years old was scrubbing clothes. Vikash understood some of what the women were saying in their own language: “those women are a bit old to be travelling in the mountains,” he overheard them say. But Vikash, either truthful or diplomatic, said ...
... his place on our way back!
The road wound prettily along the mountain side eventually reaching Kelodhar junction. By now we were hungry and went looking for a dhaba. A small godown was being filled with freshly harvested peas, ready to be loaded in sacks for the market. The men there told us ...