Hotel Nand Residency
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... roadside trash fire. Apparently,
the residents around the forest set these trash fires in the forest quite
frequently, and sometimes, they spread quite extensively to the rest of the
understory. This problem is what we were greeted with in the morning, as our
plots were completely toasted, except for the larger trees. The fire was actually
rather mild and not very intense, but it was certainly shocking to see the
entire understory ...
... Nachiketa also along with Lord Yama before he begins his commentary on Kathopanishad. Om Namo Bhagavate Vaivasvataaya Mrityave Brahmavidyaachaaryaaya Nachiketase ca.
We had lunch which we had carried there from Uttarkashi. Then we proceeded to see the Yama-Guha where it seems Nachiketa had a mystic meeting with Lord Yama. It was just like a small pit and the pujari told us that the cave was covered due to landslides. It was not ...
Mussoorie, Saturday, 22 March, 2014
I spent most of this day doing two things: Walking, and sitting in Dr. Singhal's shop talking with him.
For the walking: I walked a path that I thought I had never taken before, but halfway through the walk I started seeing things that I had seen last year on a walk with Gregory. This time I was coming from the opposite direction, so maybe that’s why I didn’t recognize it at first. But now I have ...
... 8217;ll just go home with my excess rupees in my pocket and spend them on a possible future trip to India.
On the flight from Delhi to Bangkok, I had an aisle seat. A young Thai couple (whom I later learned were just friends) had the two inside seats. The man was going to take the window seat, leaving the woman to sit between us. She then said to the man in Thai, obviously (or at least hopefully) assuming that I don’t understand Thai, ...
... across town and up a mountain to visit the town’s only halfway decent supermarkets – much smaller than a typical 7-11 in Bangkok.
On my walk home, the overcast sky had turned to rain, and I ducked into a coffee shop to wait it out. I don’t drink coffee, but I was willing to have a cup as the price of keeping dry. However, it turns out that I didn’t have to buy a cup because no-one ever came to my table to serve me. So there are ...