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... there as it is now taught extensively in school. Being in the
heart of this village gave a very traditional, rustic feel, and seeing the
intricate architecture, some of which was over 100 years old, served to amplify
the unique culture of these traditional Himalayan villages.
Our visit only lasted about half an hour, and then we were back in the bus on our
way back to Mussoorie. There, we had lunch at a nice hotel, and once again,
hopped into ...
After early morning yoga, Kaivalya Upanishad talk of Poojya Gurudev and breakfast, we set out on a trek to Nachiketa Tal by about 9.30am. Its a drive of 45minutes to the base and then a 3 km. trek up the mountains where there is a lake. We started the trek around 11am. A dog quietly joined us on the trek and led the way, even showing shortcuts. Some of the trekkers realised that later and started following the 'guide'
The trek is ...
... and cheese sandwiches. Mmm. I got so full and felt so good that I was able to take a much-needed nap. (I haven’t been sleeping very well lately for reasons I don’t want to talk about but that if you know me you can probably guess.)
Yesterday I got a message from my clever and hilarious friend, Singapore Steve. Among other things, he asked me to mention him in my blog, which I will do here – just to test if he really reads my blog. ...
... the ride down the mountain to the Dehra Dun bus station, which fortuitously happens to be right next door to the taxi monopoly stand. As I got off the bus in Dehra Dun, I was pounced upon by some tuk tuk drivers, who first quoted me a price of 600 rupees for the ride to the airport. I had paid 700 from the airport to the city in a proper taxi on my way there, so I knew 600 was too much for a tuk tuk. As I was walking away from the tuk tuk drivers, their ...
... was founded by a Mr. Bell, after whom the restaurant is named.) Boy did those tacos look good!
Mussoorie, Friday, 29 March, 2013
I woke up this morning at the stroke of seven from a dream about my dear friend Marco in Atlanta. In the dream, I was visiting a library on the ground floor of a downtown Atlanta skyscraper. The library was full, so I decided to leave the building. As I was exiting the building, I was surprised to run into my buddy ...