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 ...
... to come down before they came down.
This trek was also a good warm-up after Nachiketa Tal for the final trek to Gomukh.
We returned and went to see Poojya Gurudev's Kutia after refreshing ourselves.
The camp concluded with a Paduka Pooja and vote of thanks. There was one person who co-ordinated the whole camp from beginning to end. It was Dr.Sunitha Shanker. Many people did help in the camp but she has been co-ordinating it since ...
... guessed, most customers, both Indian and foreign, are having stomach problems. I got into a conversation with this couple (Tom from Australia and Tanya from England) and found out that they had just arrived in town minutes ago. They were looking for an internet café and there’s only one in town and it’s in a hard to describe location. So I walked with them into town to show them where the shop was. On the way, I pointed out to them the highlights ...
... 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 ...