Marina Villa Manali

... Mr. Singh is a bonifide Sikh, (he prays morning,. noon, and night) and in addition to being a nice person, he is an excellent driver. He drives a bit aggressive, I think, on some narrow roads.Every time he takes the wheel, he says a prayer. I think that is reassuring. Soon after leaving, I had a thought. I pulled out a CD I had purchased at the Golden Temple. The recording was of the music they broadcast nationally on television and on the internal system within the ...

... fine young American gentleman, whatever his sexual preference. I will hazard a guess though, and this is only a guess, that the Northern-Indian locals (predominantly a Muslim population) do not share my liberal views on the matter and so, decided to make myself scarce lest they get the wrong idea and have me hung, drawn and quartered or worse, imprison me. (Trust me, the jails are dreadful) "Yes... Quite" I said as casually as possible, slowly rising to my feet. I took a step ...

... Dharamsala stop several times a day and taxis wait idly for customers that never seem to come in a town where everything is a ten minute walk away. In other ways, it is an international capitol. Temple road is lined with restaurants and bars, serving up everything from Italian to Japanese, and unlike the "Italian" we've had most other places we've visited, this was real pasta, bruscetta and an amazing pesto ...

... I was having a bit of trouble finding out how to book the tickets (you can't do it online), so I called up our friend Niez (the travel agent who we made friends with the first week in Delhi) and he helped us out. We have been actually visiting him every once in awhile and enjoy his friendship a lot. He really did us a favor and got us the ticket for below the price quoted online and got us a free taxi to the bus station. It was really helpful ...

Pushed on further into northern India to the hill town of Manali, not far from Kashmir. Weather here is a lot cooler than the sweltering conditions of Delhi so it's a nice relief. Did a bit of trekking, took a spin up to the snowy peaks of the Indian himalaya and even squeezed in a spot of zorbing! I'll update with more info when I have time, check out the photos for now

... mountains, boiling water, and the smell of sulphur, where they all do not only their washing of clothes but soap themselves all over the men and boys in their underpants, and wash/bathe... then of course the Public bathing areas of which there are three, like open air mini swimming pools, fed by the hot spring water where every Tom dick and Harry lounge and bathe, right by the old Vashisht ...

... need to read further...I said Karen was only 20). Large, with a fireplace and a nice porch to just sit and serenely look out at the snow capped Himalayas...ahh Saturday This was as nice of a day as I've had this trip...and days don't get much better than this. We took a rickshaw taxi to Dunghri Temple and this was a 1500 year old structure. Wow, went inside and in another 500 years you can bet that nothing will ...

... a guy with a radio that he shared with us, and we tuned into the English translation, but it was really fuzzy and accented and basically I couldn't get more than individual words, i really had no sense of what he was actually talking about. So Britany and I got bored and went back to Mcloed-ganj. That night I took another night bus to Manali (I'm still here now). I found myself a hotel, and then went to a cafe called Dylan's, which is a really great place for ...

... najde 20 procentov takih, ki so nesramni, arogantni, glasni, se ne znajo obnasati,... Pri Izraelcih pa je po njegovem mnenju ravno obratno. 20 procentov naj bi bilo taksnih, ki so v redu. Tudi sami smo se lahko prepricali, da te govorice in stereotipi niso iz trte zviti. Danes zvecer torej zapuscamo zeleni Manali, upamo, da se bomo s kaksnim bolj udobnim busom odpeljali v Dharamsalo - kraj, v katerem prebiva Dalajlama. Tu bomo ostali kaksno noc, potem pa se ...

... the place with his wife as head chef, that's why they had the whole 'home cooked' taste going on, it was just like being at home. There was a guy walking along the road with this hairy cow (sorry I can't think what else to call it), when I asked if I could take a picture of it he said yes, for a price, for course, he insisted I sit on the thing to have a picture taken and took 20RS for the privilege, thanks mate! Temper's were a bit frayed today, the ...