Moksha Himalaya Spa Resort
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- Continental Breakfast
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And the scenery was just spectacular. We had driven this route on the bus in the dark so we were seeing it all for the first time. It reminded us both of our trip through the Himalayas a few years ago when we went from Kathmandu to Pokhara in Nepal.
The journey to Shimla took us 8 1/2 hours and the distance was only 240 km (around 180 miles).
When you consider the state of the roads however, i surprised we did it that quick.
We saw ...
... they get harder as the skills progress. After you fill out all of these assessment questions, you have to fill in the grid. The first assessment you fill it in with one color and the second time you use another color, and so on. This way you can visually see the progress of the student and where there are gaps. When the day was over, we were all so tired. We walked to Gopals for lunch and then we went to the hotel for rest of the evening to ...
... assignment. In three occasions we were approached to be in pictures with them. This place was like a labyrinth of statues and rock art quite recent. Then we went to a local food joint specialized in South Indian food. We ordered lentils, paneer, dosas and a few more things. Dessert was ice cream, sweet bunuelos and something else. Good food, nice place. We talked about how people there were more open and liberal. Girls around us had skirts ...
... to steal the glasses right off tourists' faces. That made me nervous. I spent the rest of the hike alternating between sight made uncomfortable by the state of constant panic I was in, and semi-blindness made more comfortable by the fact that I was confident my face wouldn't be scratched in a battle to save my glasses. Needless to say, I spent a lot of time with my hands holding my glasses to my eyes, ready to stuff them in my bag, and in the end ...
... how can I do that and still feel human? It makes me feel uncomfortable in my own skin – the arc of emotion, in a spilt second, ranging from, go away, leave me alone, to compassion – how are you to survive in this world, you have nothing, to guilt - guilt if you give, there are always more reaching hands, and guilt if you don't.
As the train leaves the station, I see what I assume to be their ...