Whistling Pines Resort
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... ok! Once on the train we let out a sigh of relief that hopefully nothing more could go wrong. However, we had been sat down in the wrong carriage and were sat in someone else's seats. Grudgingly we lugged our heavy luggage down to the general carriage. This was okay for the first 5 mins as we had seats to ourselves. However, over the course of the 4 hour train journey (which was actually 6.5hrs!) we had endless amounts of people cramming ...
... shopping street, but when the British occupied India, this street was off limits for "natives". We had the choice of shopping for awhile and having our drivers come get us, or shop and walk back to the Hotel. The walk was very appealing to us, especially after time in the car yesterday and our big lunch.
Back at the Oberoi by 5, shower and personal time until dinner at 8. Today is Cynthia's birthday, and I think Devendra ordered a cake.
... them so funny was because they spoke and acted very much like the stereotypical Indian people you think of back home... For example, we have now discovered what a "cousin-brother" is... We asked these guys if they were friends and they said "no ways, we are cousin-brother"! We burst out laughin and they couldnt inderstand why we thought they were so funny! To cut a long story (30minutes) short, a cousin-brother is your friend that lives in the same village as you! Hahahaha. ...
Driving into the state of Himachal
Pradesh the landscape changed. Much to our delight we saw green
trees, bushes and high mountains in the distance. Then the first
downpour came and gave our bodies the long longed for cool down.
Finally it was a good temperature for sleeping, however, our new
friends eagerness for conversation, at 4:30 in the morning, ...
... it. She was reserving it for a man friend further on. Then two men actually offered their seats up for me, how amazing.
A traffic jam blocked the road just outside Banjar for ages and the rain came down.
Shoja was hardly a village, more of a hamlet on the roadside, up so very high in the mountains. We enquired for a room at the first place we saw, a homestay where we were welcomed by a nice hill lady. We shared a viewing gallery with our ...