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- Continental Breakfast
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Room service
- Free parking
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... to walk back. We started off at a quick pace following Kunjang wiggling our way around and between cars and people and then the traffic began to thin out. Our 4x4s came by and picked us up. We drove a bit and hit another snag. And out we were again! Again, the 4x4s caught up and eventually we made it back to the hotel. Jacqui and I wanted to get to the post office and by now it was after 3 pm. We raced away and before we got to the post office, we ran into ...
... As we drove in to Darjeeling two men chased down the jeep, jumping on the back and hitching a lift before helping us with our bags and directing us towards our hostel. They weren't hijacking the van as we had first thought! Uphill was the theme for the next 20 minutes, starting with a thigh busting set of stairs. We found a small guesthouse owned by a sweet elderly man with a single tooth and gummy smile, where we would share a double bed for 700 rupees (~ £7). ...
... all native to the area around Darjeeling. From the zoo we walked the rest of way round the hill. To the rope way which was supposed to be one of the best attractions but we decided not to go. It was expensive and didn't look like the safest of gondolas. So we continued round the hill under the wall of the raj's house above the hustle and bustle of the road below. We passed the rock climbing venue for the mountaineering ...
Monday 25th November 2013
- Worst nights sleep I've had for a long, long time! The roads were unbearable, full of potholes the size of craters! It was more like a motor-cross track, the bus bouncing around all over the place with various squeaking noises coming from the bus. Plus, the wasn't really enough space on the bed for 2 large Westerners and our bags!
- Managed to grab some kip before waking at 6am, stopped for a curry breakfast at around 9am. Bus carried on until ...
... for Guwahati. Clean comfortable, it was a revelation. The carriage was full of Gurkhas and Tibetans so the trip was painless and good fun. I did meet a friendly Bengali who (rather oddly) signaled his intention to strike up a conversation by infuriatingly playing “My Heart Will Go On” at a loud volume on his mobile.
I arrived at Guwahati crossing the vast Barmaphutra River as the night was closing in. Happy to have returned to the warmth.