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Travel Blogs from Gangtok
Ravangla South Sikkim (aka Rabongla)
Danny wrote:
Whilst driving is still a subject, I should mention the fear of heights and vertigo and the roads, actually tracks that circle these massive mountains that climb above the clouds. Sometimes I look down and sometimes I don't, there are no rails and few trees to resist a car falling a mile vertically, usually its ok since the driver knows the track so well and of course we rarely get out ...
Tea for two, please...
... out of the tea! In the UK I extremely rarely put sugar in tea, yet here we found that, with anything less than two spoonfuls, the tea tastes less flavoursome.
It's a shame that it's cloudy here. There was a little monsoon weather in the night, which allowed the clouds to break up slightly this morning so we could see a few of the mountains in the distance. Wanting to get away from the cars in the town centre Dellis and I headed down the hairpin ...
Day 186 - Perpetual Awareness
... you comes alive. Colors are brighter, sounds are clearer, every sensation heightened and tuned to your immediate surroundings and beyond. I close my eyes and let the feeling wash over me, but it’s not long before my mind begins to wander. Thinking about the past, the future and neglecting the present. I snap out of my trance and realize I still have a long way to go. Moments like these come in waves, brief and ...
Republicanism rules in the state of dar & jeeling
darjeeling, darjeeling...perhaps i should write a song, coin a phrase...or just visit
teh train ride was, again, quite bearable; a mere eight hours, which after the painful realities of south american bus rides, seems like a stroll in the park. the train was (relatively) on time, for the clock lagged just two hours before i boarded - i was a lone traveller in a hard world by this point. My usual stock of tomato crisps, chai and ...
Where is Gangtok?
The train was running a touch late. We awoke to a very low hanging mist, flat plains and villages and paddy fields everywhere. The morning ritual of train caterers yelling out "chai" or tea broke the humdrum of morning stretches, clearing weary eyes and the occasional look in the mirror to see how we look. Rearranging our packs was our first major task as we had to fold down the middle and upper bunks so that six people could sit on the two lower ...
Amenities
- Restaurant