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Royal Residency Khajjair

Khajjiar Chamba Road Khajjair, Himachal Pradesh, 2460-028, India

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Snofol

A travel blog entry by indien2011

8

... Atmosphaere hier ist sehr entspannt, da das tibetische Volk doch einen anderen Charakter hat als die Inder. Die Strasse ist voll von Moenchen in ihren roten Kutten und kahlrasierten Koepfen.
Morgen werden wir nochmal zu einem kurzen Trek in die Berge aufbrechen und dann heisst es naechste Woche auch schon Abschied vom Norden nehmen. Nach einem kurzen Stop in Delhi geht es dann in den Sueden, um die letzten 4 Wochen nochmal Sonne zu tanken.
Liebe Grusse
Resi und Bingo
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Snaking up to Spiti

A travel blog entry by leannemarie

17

... of the mountainous landscape. Kaza was a larger village than the others we’d stayed at on the jeep trip, with a bit more choice of places to eat and a few shops. However, the surrounding scenery wasn’t as spectacular. On our second day here, we went to the tiny villages of Kibber at 4250m high and Key. Kibber was so cute with donkeys everywhere and traditional white-washed homes dotted around. From Key, the next village, ...

Into the hills for real

A travel blog entry by grahamaway

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Day 9 Friday 16/09/2011  Reasonable hour leave at 8 and off to the big hills. A is recovering from illness, K and G have less than perfect tummies but P is keeping a British stiff upper bowel. Curse him. With some misgivings about rural Indian loos, we begin. Over the Rohtang pass at 4000 metres. Not the highest pass but apparently the one with the most interesting road. It is 50 odd K from Manali and takes over ...

Saying goodbye to the yellow

A travel blog entry by dotanandlihi

8

... 1492; סטיקר של חב"ד או מחזיק מפתחו 14; עם חמסה (למען גילוי נאות גם אנחנו מסתוב 89;ים עם כאלה).
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Getting lost in the Himalaya... not a good idea!

A travel blog entry by matt.s.wise

... adrenaline was keeping me going; I didn't even really register the weight of my backpack now.

So I started to climb back up, keeping to the middle of the avalanche-created gully this time. It was even harder and more nerve-racking this time - as if it could have gotten any worse - with my feet constantly slipping and me having to grab hold of tree branches and roots with one hand in places and pray that they held firm; I had grabbed hold of one ...