Hotel Ashiana Regency
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Jay’s friend Naveen had claimed the journey to Shimla would take 6 hours, which seemed extraordinary considering that the road distance was only 120 km. Were we really going to average 20 km/h for 6 hours? Apparently not. Two and a half years removed from Asian driving practices, Tim was hanging on wide-eyed and white-knuckled as we raced around corners, split lanes of traffic, and passed on blind bends. Although I was far more comfortable, there were moments ...
So.......appendicitis or no appendicitis, we had to keep moving, so decided Brad was ok enough to take an overnight bus trip to Shimla, a hill station which was the summer home of the British governors of the time. 2000m up it was seen as a welcome respite from the heat of Delhi for them. What we didn't bank on though was that the road was potholed as all hell, often dirt, and so windy - bloody painful for someone with appendicitis - ...
... came to be when a Scottish Civil Servant named Charles Kennedy decided that he'd build his holiday house out in the mountains, you can just imagine the inappropriacy of this in modern day society: "I say old chap, have you been up north, I'd like my estate to be well decorated and furnished with only the best..." "But Charles, you know, this is no way of getting there"... "Yes yes, I'll just get the natives to build a rail way track and we can pop out there 6 ...
Arrived at Kalka from Delhi on one of the best trains I've been on. The Shadabdi Express Train.
At Kalka I switched trains on the the meter gauge line that makes its way into the hills. The train is known as the Kalka-Shimla Toy Train. The tiny train clunks its way slowly up the track winding through Kalka steadily getting higher and higher. Soon there are big valley views and great countryside. An hour and a half into the ride the train comes to ...
... everything else in a rucksack on my back. He was a
big guy and circled me, eyes on the bag. And he bloody went for it! he
went to grab, I swiped, he hissed and then a man ran in to save
the day and scare it off. I walked with my bag up my jumper for the rest
of the way. At the top, there was a huge statue of some god or other
which was very impressive (although, annoyingly, could also be seen from
the bottom, without ...