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THOUGHTS SOUTH ROAD RAJASTHAN

And here a stop, beyond the day to day the din, the shops, to find yourself. As I see India? Trying to make an adjective or even a few would be still too difficult, a puzzle that I start thinking I can never figure out.

Every day you're here, wherever it becomes a challenge, psychological and physical on many occasions, get rid of prejudice in all directions is difficult, and very conscious to come, much as you bring the lesson learned from home, there are chapters that will overcome and there are many times when squint is not enough, in which a smell or an image are able to make a dent, to stay inside forever.

Lying under the stars in the desert after a long conversation with Mula, our guide, I raised a lot of things, because here the trip goes beyond the landscape, is internal. India makes you dig in your entranyas, is capable of ensenyarte teeth or put on a red carpet to tour in a matter of minutes, and that the beginning is very difficult to carry. Mula

made me analyze my life because I feel lucky to have is something that this country takes care to remind you every day, but tonight, under that sky, I thought it had the much luckier than many people with so much money , immersed in work absorbers, the, who devotes his life to where it belongs, into the desert, to explore it and ensenyar, cooking fire a fire, barefoot, because you feel it more land so you come from, that we have learned to forget so easily in the realm of asphalt and the TV.

But this line of thoughts in my mind took a new turn, nothing in India is so simple, and as I had remembered that I could not decide to marry, or even that name would have their children, it is said that we a country full of contrasts, and it certainly is. Not only economic, which are obvious every day, poverty flood the corners, surrounded by dirt and filth, plunged into a spiral of no return, because money is not just the problem, also their mentality.

breeds dominate the social organization, giving them the best according to the good and the most horrible to the bad, and it is they themselves who are responsible to remember each other where they come from and where it may never arrive. And you're in the middle, as in the eye of the storm around you tightly, trying absorverte and it is very difficult to know how to approach. That senyora with 70 Anyos living on the street asks you, and ask you ninya, and you have to refuse many many times each day, I can assure you that is very hard. But the worst is not denied, is used to it.

Where is the barrier of our human condition? where is the limit in which crosses the insensitivity? I do not want plantearmelo, I'm afraid ...

But beyond all this, when you get your head out and see the mind clean, white, when everything comes to you as it is, pure in the eyes of the senyora, in games and ninya in the echo of the hundreds of namastes to answer every day, because one day someone in India can never be anything, and always willing to give you back your smile, thank you for the visit, to know and let know.
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A society that develops in the most extreme conditions, almost always resting peacefully, and lives apart from the rest of the world, flying in blue Gods, mosques and churches, between today and Manyana, between life and death. So

adjectives to describe it is I will leave to others, I prefer to watch in silence as I like, and as always leave me speechless again.



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Benares Met escape a November 13 on a sleeper train for these in which to spend the night. We passed through Agra

but had no desire to stop so that the Taj Mahal will have to wait around, so straight to Jaipur, our gateway to Rajasthan, the land of the Maharajas, forts and palaces, turbans and mustaches waxed, the desert and organized groups tourists. A land steeped in history that we were about to discover.

The Pink City (which could easily be orange) received us with open arms to keep all the money you might ..... in India, and forgive me skeptical, to the spirituality is in sale, and Jaipur is a city totally dedicated to it, speaking of the sale, not spirituality.

Jaipur is the capital of trade in precious stones from India, that we had come primarily to that, so in the station tell the rickshaw to the hotel such as the type seemed pretty nice against all odds and statistics and accept travel laws that will lead us to a hotel but " shanti ", but a little calm and convince us to take evening at a friend stones wholesale sites .... which would carry a succulent commission, but everyone is entitled to make a living right?.

Total Stone buying leads most of the afternoon looking through piles of stones and dodging each and every one of the prices they gave us to get a good price ....


ended with stones and tell the guy to hotel, and with the Indian style "comoquenoteentiendoytellevodondemedalagana" for us at the factory of his friend (commission) to make clothes carpets bedspreads naturally saris and say, well, let's give it a try ness, maybe this well see how they work, under what conditions and with what materials?. Total as another "Indian" is to have you waiting at the door of the factory (or elsewhere) and tell you that now somebody comes along and entertain for unknown reasons ($ $), 27 times wondering where you are, what's your name and if we are married (the only thing I know )..... extranha situation until you overcome your shame poor things western ay after asking a couple of times we do here?, we expect? we say that enough is enough, we're going to look at the rickshaw, which are peacefully sitting chatting in the doorway of a clothing sari fabric store blankets to the guy who got along waiting 15 minutes, which proves the duenho of Store (and manufacturing):

Hello! (Who know spanish the screwed up) goes wrong!, Chai man ?..... because after waiting 20 minutes as if, do not miss the Indian morality ...

In 10 minutes we explain that we are not the type of tourists that he needed, that we do not buy and then resell it 10 times more expensive in Europe, which we think all there to it, so they throw the anger at the rickshaw and laughs and we go.

With infladitos ............ well and feeling a bit stupid and you say that the hotel, and tells us that the hotel lived a friend, who is rich, inviting us to dinner, and in a state of absolute obnuvilacion we say for the second time although they already had bundled us once. Let the garlic

I mess with precedent and I lose the case that this is very strong:

We take home the type, which again is shop, this time bedspreads blankets fabrics saris stones silver jewelry necklaces , all at once, and we are very educated, you want dinner, veg or non veg, and good vibes. And while we're waiting for dinner to see the chief relojaco portable hair gel ..... hello Anillaco such, all right? pass my office please .... us into the office, sit, press a button, enter a type, ordered something and returns at 2 minutes with a water bottle ..... impressive display of power ! could not ask before entering??

Here's the kicker, the guy offers to carry stones Espanha by a specific value (5000 to 10000 euros) with a 100% profit .... nosotors what we should do is make them they would buy the stones with a letter (but without giving a penny), and we sent a Espanha. They will pay the return ticket and hotel in Madrid, you picked up the stones in your layer or the post office and you gave a guy in a restaurant and Alehop roll film! 10000 EurAc in your pocket and return to India .... easy right? (Now I say, if you believe in gods blue miniature bull riding elephants or mounted on rats, I'm not going to believe this?).

seemed no trick, you toward the pack, you throw stones, and stones were not drug your letter that I Hector, I declare buy 5 4 diamond ruby \u200b\u200bamethyst 3 and 7 topaz to give to my family ... . without loosing a penny .... because once had exceeded its export quota had to pay a fee of 250% of the value of the stones, then they pay you more than compensated for the ticket and give it to the Government paste (subversiooooon!!), and doeth you accounts and uncle met him, we're going to a movie until I get good dinner. Very best home cooking we've tested here and oops! I have no snuff .... majete wing hit the button and bring me a pack of snuff goes ... said and done. Do not worry, consultadlo manhana sleep on it and you tell me ok? ok, we knew that we were going to do, although there were serious doubts, but as a courtesy we told that yes, the next day gave him the answer.

Day following the rickshaw going to see Al Capone and oranges to say that we have an hour wait until you hear him say male, I tell you, we will not do anything and say thank you very much and we no, it nosoros have to say, that Indian culture is very bad ..... it is very wrong ??????? AND LIE ????? And ENGANHAR?? And DEFRAUD ????????? Your gods should not be too happy fellow, but we play wait and say no.

We are left with a feeling extranha with respect to the driver, whether he was honest or a cad who took advantage of our Western guilt we feel for theoretically considered more fortunate than themselves and use it to wash off the toothpaste? ... never know ...

toured the old city of Jaipur, this time alone nospotros, acaados by vendors shouting "100 rupees Pants! Leather Cholas 50!!" That make you think, as you will be paying that l; as you do to sell this for 50 euro cents? and you? are nice, are cheap and shopping but do not eat ... as always contradictory in India is difficult to choose the correct side.

But this is not the India he was looking for, so from Jaipur to Pushkar, a sacred town on the shore of a lake (dry) but charming. A place in the middle of a desert valley dotted with watchtowers and mountains with forlezas and whose streets were full of sadhus, pilgrims, women in saris multiclores dressed remarkably like necklaces and rings piercings with a main street full of shops tourists pra clothing clothes clothing stones snuff role chilum restaurants, next to the ghats of the sacred lake, which the change was positive but the commercial whiff of Rajasthan we are not removed from the nose.

Another good point in his favor was the hotel bed with a roof terrace overlooking the city and Area Hindu temples, Jain and mosques, sunshine-filled rooftop surrounded by playing with their kites ninya you throw good Companyia hand, there we met a couple of good Mexican and half Mexican, Gaby and Alex's assistant and her architect direcion , and Maria and Strata, a honeymoon couple, other Greeks, the few that you are traveling it seems that all we know, and it is worth because they are beautiful people, Mediterranean.
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that being comfortable we stay, rent a bike? better and so we left the village a little. Here would have to do a turning point why we are speaking of the many faces of India, and because even this follows negative feelings we want to give that feeling because it is what we have. Tanma only 20 km away from Pushkar find what we were looking at pequenyas Aldes in the middle of the desert palaces of splendor of past eras and an open and despreoupada people whose primary aim is their eagerness to learn, know and make known their mdo of life.

In one of those towns crowned by a ruined castle are an "ashram" are places where people do meditation retreats, co an amazing people ensenyar us all, temples, rooms, picture a woman who had lived there that according to step 43 Anyos them without food or drink, or so I understood from his faulty English, ol, a dl guru photo site, a blind guy who was pretty scary, and unfortunately both dead and so we could not meet them, but we had a nice time strolling through a peaceful place. A truly authentic, if not influenced by ecstasies delibertad that gives the bike and good cheer.

For a goat path we thought that left the scooter, we come to a Shiva temple where we met the first sadhu on the trip, not that paint and costumes to ask for money to tourists but to those living in material possessions but with an inner peace and an energy that his eyes and relayed its flexibility despite his advanced age. We chai with him and follow the path with an invitation to spend Friday night there, a remote location and the surrounding desert with peacocks in the garden and on Saturday a party, but on Saturday we were already in Bikaner, the next stop after the first bus nuetsro night in bed, in theory to make a safari desert camel by qu ddecia the guide as an alternative to Jaisalmer which were overcrowded.

arrived at 5 in the Manyana to the city, much bigger than Puskhar, after 6 days of relaxation and a hotel nuetsro over budget, but little, and pijerio like that are not used, in an old haveli, very well decorated homes, restored and ask for safaris but did not seem very promising so we decided to at least go see a temple peculiar to 20 km during the day and night to catch the train to Jaisalmer and Safari there.


Karni Mata Temple, Kali unarencarnacion, goddess of destruction (up there morbid at least), where rats are sacred animals, like cows, and feed san y are multiplied by thousands and walk corretendo by between people's feet, barefoot, which is a temple. A little unpleasant but quite funny.

So after another night train arrives, you Jaisalmer, 5 am being awakened by a horde of Indians offering hotels and safaris. Luckily we had reservations at a place wow! and we came for. had a espanyoles on the platform, now surrounded by all that horde, and the guy from the hostel tells me that vengn told us, I'm, I'm trying to say from crying, and I hear an Indian say no if you hagis! this is all Manyana chapati give you free in the hotel! "jjajaja .. you fucking ... but finally came ..















After another bargaining comprehensive malaria decided to do the safari for about 10 euros per day all inclusive departing the next day. We spent the day touring the city and the fort. As described Jaisalmer? a twelfth-century fort built of limestone orange on a hill the color of the desert and play to the strong. Walking around the fort is retoceder in time despite the stores with spectacular carved stone havelis and hidden corners. It is also very touristic, but it is normal due to its easy access and spectacular.


Next day: we woke up early, had breakfast and caught a jeep about 40 km into the desert, where we expect our 2 camels, named Babu and Didi and our guide, Mula. After 2 hours riding through the Great Thar Desert, a huge extension inhospitable shrubs dotted with dunes and mud-brick villages, we stopped for lunch in the shade of a tree, because trees in this desert are few but there. Fire, chai and food, with chapattis made by us, rather comic, check the difference between an Indian chapatti and a palm .....

Back to start visiting the town of Mula, 500 inhabitants where we address ninya herds of screaming, cookies rupees school pen, but well, we Mirinda frost sold us his uncle, carry more water and went to camping nearby dunes.

Sunset in the desert is the longest we've seen, with a huge red sun that you can look directly at the top of the dunes with the eternal chai in your hands.

cenita Fueguitos and dhal bhat based on desert, but they were improving chapattis and bedroom overlooking the desert air and air-conditioning as well as for the sack and sleep.




















Dawn lasting rise in the evening, I think it took 2 hours from first light until the sun rose with the dunes of black and white background .... spectacular. Breakfast, pick up everything and load the camels ..... two more hours to a village pequenya, this time quite remote and the school with pen cookies ninya rupees ..














lunch in another shade and we lay the nap, custom desert espanyola to continue in the afternoon to other dunes, this time much larger. Antelope, foxes, raotnes, camels, birds and of course .... it is amazing how much life is in a place so far, even cobras had!, Which fortunately did not see. Dawn once again among the sand dunes like the first day, but this time like a goodbye. Talk to Mula was a beautiful experience, we ensenyar lot about their culture and traditions, and promised that one day we would come to Espanya ... utopia? Sounded great even so.

Back Jaisalmer, and as always it seems that everything is done, by chance we ran into Gori, French granaina of good cheer that Adriana discovered Reiki, which right now is freaking ... (Cuidaito that is we :))))) and tells me to delete this, but I can see on his face that has been special to her and wants me to stop writing that thanks him a lot and is very pleased having known.

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VARANASI REVISITED


Here we see a second time on this trip, the holiest city of India and now things were looking veery different , Knew the terrain, our stomachs are made bomb-proof and our desire more than restarted after the time in Darjeeling and Sikkim, and despite the train adventure ..... :))

decided to stay again in the same hostel, Mishra House, in the Manikarnika Ghat, the cremation ghat, running 24 / 7 365 days a anho ... occasionally has a whiff and say look! and are burning to another, but the roof has a restaurant overlooking the Ganges ... and the hotel people already knew us and treated us very well ...


As expected, great results revisited Varanasi, India's encounter with crowds, traffic jams and whistles, but even this seems curiously nothing .... the streets seemed cleaner (who were not) and all seemed (and was) best sellers .... they were so heavy, it gave us both CONH .... maybe it's goodbye to another roll or cagamos us not to the foot down and we better face ........














to all concerned that we enter the "oceanic syndrome" (what happens to Harold who stay here all crazy with Shiva and Vishnu and meditation and roll and have to come to fetch their families because they have burned a passport) to tell you that I say, we do not believe na, but we respect, quite a few tall tales have told us so far in life as to think we are now the new ones. Even so, one morning we took a yoga class for 3 hours with a Guru who told us .... think you Lord Shiva in sitting on a lotus flower ... Lord Shiva such and such, but let that yoga was good but the guy was going a bit nuts and stayed on the vine in the middle of a sentence, we had fun the truth ....

Between working on the roof to replace the palm since (thank you family ru pu! Palm and the whole family! I miss you and "our" little island) and walk the streets aimlessly passed us days .... it is amazing the amount of things that can happen in a 20 minute walk shopping !!... grain and gives the rooster and say no, not those of the nationals (which are cheap and are good), no other? and it responds not only to vegetarians ..... there ????? pork corn flakes these Indians are the bomb ............


And so one after another, when you lie in bed and do a review a day, but have not done "nothing" have a little bit of laughter before bedtime walks by ..... ghats, the Ganga was more softly now, the bids of the evening, with candles floating down the river, Varanasi is a place with great force and energy, and this time if we get you all the juice.

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11 am - Arrive at the station. The first thing to travel by train, the ticket. Within this mission would have several options:

1 - Buy the ticket at a travel agency and you nailed twice the price of the ticket in commissions ... this is not ours ..

2 - Buy your ticket in the "special tourist office fucking white boys", only available in major train stations or tourist attractions ..... this time will be no luck ...

3 - Remove the bill as a good son of Indian ... fighting with elbows and teeth in a more horizontal than vertical tail-time undefined. We will choose the latter to give a little grace of this matter?.

Imagine .... a lot of trains going to all sides (in part thanks to the English friends) and a lot more people around the sides ... each with a different name than course does not coincide with where you go and fill out a form necessary for admission. CHAOS

Whereupon, the first in line to give you the form ... 20 minutes .... find out what your train with the help of some charitable soul and fill the leaf happy with how easy it is to reach and say, Atocha, please! and give you a ticket, but no, not here, this is India and things are as they are .... because I say, you see them sweeping the soil folded in half with a 20 cm brush ..... give it a longer stick man !!!.. but hey, that's another story and should be told at another time (she had always wanted to say this.)

With the completed form and an incipient headache, second or third line, is already 15 people long ..... 10 minutes each equal to! Head doloraco !!!!!.... because both are struggling to avoid sneaking you, not seeing the nose with ... Every 10 minutes waiting is enlivened by an outbreak of fighting between two guys that scream at the face 5 minutes because a has been cast ... and amazing is that they do not stick !!!!!... Total

that as 2 hours after you get to the window and pray (om namah Shivah) so that has touched you speak English:

- Yes sir?.

- Toomas YA, 2 tickets to Varanasi, please.

- not for today, for today at Mughal Serai (which was very close) and 20 km rickshaw.

- Perfect. 2 Please.

- not that there is no space.

- Hell, if I just say that if ...

- have to wait for 3, which is free places for tourists (oh thank you)

- Vale, will have to wait.

15:00 h-Cola again, this time with cortita lucky, because when you are in the queue again as they give you choice, and people in the queue: Hey! do not school! ... not that I have not cast Senhor, senhora strikes me ..... do not lie! .. and so from the roll. But in the end we place on the train.

Plaza ticket but the ticket turn to the queue again at 19:30 ... roll Asterix and the 12 tests, but hey, philosophy and blanket .....

4 hours of waiting, that we do ... playing cards? ok .... 10 minutes and have a circle of people around who is bigger and bigger every time .... Excuse me sir, Which country? (The million dollar question) ... is your wife? veeeeery beautiful .... very lucky man to watch your bastard !!!.. more room, but fine.

The seller of chana (something like dried chickpeas), the water, the sweeper, the tea, the coffee, the french fries, you removed the hairs from the nose and ears (as I tell you), the boot (and we in flip flops) toooooodos want to talk to you or hear from you. But that came not it, to live experiences, and as Guruji Vaan Gaal said: NEVER EVER POSITIF Négatif!!

22:30 h - THE TREEEEEEEN !!!!!.. After 11 estacionlidiando Khorasan in with all sorts of interesting situations at least we get on the train on our sites .... and there are 8 people with room for 3 ... and types GENTS GENTS TRAIN TRAIN!, With wagon of men and women and we run you run to find a wagon that is not! ... the train ends and no more .... and now that we do ... as we go to get there that people will hang from windows !!!!.... luckily another car came where we had to share with two families, but each in its place, each with its corresponding berth.

sleep, as you can until 4 am ..... Garam Garam CHAI CHAI!! fuck that's 4!! vendors that you wake up early and they start the chain reaction ... Ninh crying, more vendors and the mother who bore them.

You get up, eat breakfast and get off at a stop to smoke a cigar and it comes a walk: Excuse me sir, you can not smoke here ... and I can my friend? ... There, in the wagon ... OLE your eggs, so cigarillos with the wagon up sitting on the stairs until are the guards and you want to put a fine for smoking in the car !.... but if I just say that if I could !!!!... ah, but only in the banho ... ah, great. .....

Back to sites with the 2 families with 2 Ninh Pequenho .... remember how great it was Herod so fuck you back to the bunk with the nap of the baker, and between book and suenhos and endless inexplicably stops in the middle of nowhere gives us at 20:00 pm, arrival time, when it was scheduled at 5 quarter. Ahhhh!, We can not forget Borat, that more nice guy!, Who wanted it'll take you to Brazil, I wanted to learn to play the tute ....

20:05 h. - Here you what, more than curious ..... you load the backpacks and head out the door to roll .... then you feel movie star because you're firing which they asked TOO EXCUSE ME SIR WHICH COUNTRY and you're shaking hands for 5 minutes until you get out of the train ... this is sooo strong ....

So after 30 more hours we reached Varanasi rickshaw again, so hard that we were tired so we could not sleep for the desire he had that morning arrived, like when they only come ..... .


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: DARJEELING AND SIKKIM

We left Kathmandu, another early start to which we are used ... here we live with the rays of the sun and the night, when it comes, calling each one in their homes until the first light of day Next ... and so we left at dawn on the horizon and an old baba tikas and delivering what we suppose would be prayers of good luck for the trip, which here, as roads are often required.

what began as a bus trip of 8 to 10 hours, provided they give you two hours of room for whatever may happen, flat tires, multiple stops they desist in seeking an explanation, and well you know in India, everything is possible ... just being a 16 hour, 7 hours of montanya carretra and the rest in the closest thing to a highway you can find around here ... so save discomfort, a short strike the road for nearly two hours (the farmers around here are beginning to demonstrate against Monsanto!! well done lads ..) hunger and exhaustion, we went through incredible landscapes, the Himalayas, villages and cities and reaching to the border, one of the most beautiful landscapes we've seen so far ... a succession of dry rivers, a mixture of desert and the African savannah with the charm that gives all the sunset and the fog that is enveloping men and women who scavenge netra stones dry today who knows, maybe gravel, stones ....

That will bring India this time? That came asking us on the bus, with hopes for Darjeeling, the city of te, and montanya people, and hoping that something encotraba we failed to see the first or we could not ... a return trip to try take us with all possible world, which ultimately did so lacking, because it alone ensenyar us the way and opened our eyes a dramatic ciuidad hanging from the Himalayan hills, gray but colorful, steep and narrow streets leisurely walk, or out of breath so ... And as always, not all stage but with whom share it, and in this case the best roommates encotramnos travel, a Frenchman and a Greek, Clement and Vato, loaded with energy and above and what sooooo many laughs over ...

And the best hostel we've been so far with city views from the top and Mount Kanchenzonga front of us (the third highest in the world montanya), was forged from a manayana dawn until lunch, with many Parties, the idea of \u200b\u200bgoing to Sikkim, this piece of pequenyo land surrounded by Nepal, Tibet and Bhutan, so close now, so remote, had to try and so we did .. . in two days was all prepared, special permits, which have contralateral super for people not to cross into Tibet, these Chinese ... a lot of packets of noodles, biscuits and some cheese from yak, trekking boots again and a great plan, reocrrer Sikkim from town to town, shortly little, as they have to do things ...

We took a 4x4 and up and down the hill to the first town, Namchi.Aunque We knew what we were delighted to get more or less I think surprised us all, but ordered the rest India, Sikkim is a state which claims to be independent, in which plastic bags are banned, you can not smoke in the street and its inhabitants, mainly Hindu but with a strong influence Buddhist, is the most smiling and hospitable people we've met so far. And this of course surrounded by the Himalayas, forests, and rivers and lakes mixed with tea and rice Plantation ... amazing ...

The next day they had to walk a good Tendong subidita up on top of a hill, supposedly the best views of Sikkim, and of course, cloudy ... but still a special place to let it cook for about Clement noodles with vegetables rich in gas camping, vegetables, vegetables and more vegetables, I do not get along very well with her vegetarian for a month and a half that we did not test the meat, and do not know that Hector puts face when he watches a chicken ....

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After changing plans and after a couple of times we headed Yuksam Legship stopping to eat at the edge of a river to a temple with a giant statue of Hanuman, the monkey god .... alone?, at least it seemed, because we live all those experiences that everyone we spoke, feeling constantly observed, and most of these people who are not accustomed to both tourists. What is painted a relaxed Acoma ended up being the show of the whole people ... we looked at groups of people from the temple, from the village and from the road ... and a group of 4 Ninh: where are you?, such as your name?, go look, you are 4 and us! and your wife? wing that is smoking !!!!!...

But the truth is great to see what they are curious and want to know and learn that they have ... like that man without speaking a word of English explained to us that he had been attacked by a tiger in the jungle and into grrrrraaaauuuuu !!!!! and we wound ..... ensenhaba and common in all is that they did not leave until we did, no matter who spend hours ....

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Yuksam we had another crossroads. Starting point for the Goecha The trek, which takes you veeeeery cerquita Khangchendzonga foot, of course it was in our budget, we had asked for 1000 euros to 4 in Darjeeling for an 8-day trek with food, porters and yaks and cooks and all the fish .... but to get there and talk to the guy and explain agency, look, our budget is very tight, long travel and a bit of haggling we took it for 18 euros a day Almost half times ....... tension (it is a hard trek, from 5000 meters), about to break up the group but not in the end decided that if we had gone together to Sikkim, we were going together.

So we headed to Lake Kechopari, 4 short hours walking through forests and waterfalls (and some road) to reach one of the lakes most sacred to Buddhists, sandwiched between tropical forest Mountains, surrounded by monasteries and a place full of energy. After another super food gas camping on the shores of Lake deciding where to sleep, pull up the hill up to reach a monastery and sleep there .... ?.... monastery destroyed, but it turns out he had a family that offered room and board, all inclusive for 250 rupees a day, which amounts to less than 4 eurillos sindo all very basic but adequate.

All this in one of the most idyllic landscape you can imagine .... on a plane on top of a hill, surrounded by green hills on one side the lake, on the other a river and behind the Himalaya, living in the light of day waiting for sunrise and sunset, a good book (the children of midnight, but in English) and good companhia, what more could you want?



For the family of Pala, a man of 83 with a daughter anhos 7!! and a few more before of course, ex-chef of the Dalai Lama and retired, who opened the door and treated us so incredible. There was all the family, children, nephews, Ninh groups running and laughing .... prettier than heidi you !.... really, one of the best experiences we've lived here ... and a time traveling of the most beautiful sunrises ....











Pala's daughter, who spoke very good English told us they were building a school, because Ninh had to walk 2 hours daily round two back to school closer (keep in mind that this is on top of the "hill" if so be called), and after three days playing with the same Ninh could not refuse to provide assistance Pequenho to finish school, so also on this side we had our Pequenho part of "voluntary" failed in Kathmandu ... . .. we are eternally grateful

After 3 days where Pala, a relax a little and other upriver exploring and discovering waterfalls in the middle of the forest, roll Coronel Tapioca Pelling decided to move toward our ultimate destiny .... a town Sikkim two of the oldest monasteries in the area and a tremendous view of the Khangchenjunga ..
















Alli with all the luck in the world, we stayed at the Blue Hills Hotel, Reel 4 stars, with what little they're used!! haggling and bargaining Rs 200 per room per night ... or 3 euros !!!!!!!.. and the best, from our window they saw the Mountains .. TOO AWESOME dawn from the bed for 3 euros ... no us .... and we thought it was the duenha Cunha Pala's daughter! so all in the family, who deserved it.
















And here, back to Darjeeling, where we waited a few days of relaxation and "rest" of our adventure in Sikkim, with our habiacion cool and the best views ... until it was time for the separation of the team, Clermont shot to Kolkata, Vato to Nepal with a quote for the new anho Goa with us! and we ..... back to Benares, with the impression that the city was waiting for us again with stories loooong day after day, and from here we write to you to know of us, we miss it .. ...
















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