Maa Ganga Haveli ( Home Stay ) Haridwar

... and he had travelled India extensively. He had a great knowledge and attitude (as it seems all people we meet here seem to have!). He advised us on places to visit, to bypass, ways of dealing with beggers (and the huge organised business that is begging - headed by an unknown person who collects most of the money. it's a multi-million business). We mentioned to him how lucky we felt at the hostpitality we received everywhere, and he simply said "the guest is god". We spent most of the ...

... jest warty tego doswiadczenia. Spacer powrotny do miasta, ok. 30 min

Ganga Aarti w Har-Ki-Pairi (Slady stop Boga) - jest doswiadczeniem nie do opisania, ale koniecznym przezycia (wiecej w moim poprzednim wpisie o Haridwar)

Relax przy dobrym jedzeniu, podziwiajac piękne widoki gór w jednej z wielu restauracji ‘top roof’ w Rishikesh moze zajac nie kilka godzin, ale kilka miesiecy, a nawet latJ

TRAVEL -

Chandgiarh-Haridwar ...

... but also being very picky about where/when I spent my money. I finally saw my first cow of the day. It was a cute little black and white one. I noticed that the cows in Rishikesh were much smaller than the ones I was used to seeing. They almost looked like little pygmy cows. I pulled the bread from my pocket and presented it to the cow. The poor thing just swallowed the entire slice without a second thought. It came searching for some more and I watched as the second ...

March 31, 2009 Photos with a story are noted by an asterisk next to the title. I am headed back to Rishikesh today, since I have never felt comfortable in Uttarkashi. It is a lovely setting, but there is only one less than inspiring restaurant that I could find ...

(sorry am updating this from a while ago.. so may miss things out and will be in the past tense!!!) WOW!!!! The Holi festival was AMAZING!!! not only were we covered from head to toe in the brightest of colours EVER, but we also had the chance to fully bathe in the Ganges river along with everyone else. it was just amazing, even if it did happen all too quickly. strated off the morning by attempting to fill water balloons with ...

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... people were concentrating on themselves rather than doing the respecting all people for the greater good type of thing. I liked it and was very chilled but personally I need a little more bite to my world. I spoke to loads of poeple about going before I went which is why I went but my favorite thing I remember now is that someone said everybody in Rishikesh is in their own private movie and if you don't fit in they just want you to **** off and in some ways I ...

... from Ringo and his wife, who apparently missed their kids - and meat - too much!) . So off we went on the local bus, with a slight hangover this time due to the post-test match celebrations, making the 7 hour journey back into the mountains. No breakdowns this time - the only annoyance was the old man with really bad teeth who bombarded Al with questions for about an hour, before demanding his mobile number so that they could continue the chat at a later date ...

quando se fala no rio ganges todo mundo (pelo menos eu) sempre pensei em varanasi. em varanasi eles cremam os mortos. mas o lugar mais propicio para se banhar no ganges eh em haridwar. haridwar fica a algumas centenas de km antes de varanasi e a agua eh consideravelmente mais limpa, mas o mais importante eh foi la q vishnu deixou cair alguma coisa... tornando o ...

... usually at a premium and I would sit alone with many and varied table companions. An Indian family stare, fascinated by my scribbling; a small group of Brits I met at the Little Buddha the night before discuss where to find beer; I discuss hitching the US with a sitar-playing truck driver; a bright-eyed Irish Buddhist monk quietly offers me a piece of his chocolate flapjack while the Romanian nun accompanying him on the pilgrimage tells me (yet again) that I don ...