Trip to Dharamsala January 2006
Thai makes his traditional attempt to go with us
The trip out on the Jammu Mail train overnight
waiting for the trainRaguraj bargains with our porters - badly
little party on the trainone of Brenda's many craaaazy faces
Brenda swears I drank more of the rum but...I don't know
Pathankot is a fairly dreary little town where the rail station is
it's a 3 hour drive from Pathankot up to Mcleod Gang in Upper Dharamsala, so beautiful in the mist and slowly rising into the sunshine and the Dhauladar range of the Himalayas
a water park, it's open toowe arrive in Mcleod Gangguest house was at the top of this street
We stayed at the Chonor Guest House, it is run by the Norbulingka group, the Dalai Lama's people. It was very clean and the Tibetan people running the place were very friendly and helpful - the whole place is painted by the artists of the Norbulingka Institute in traditional Tibetan style, it's very beautiful
decorations in the sitting roomrestaurant
sunset on the dining room terraceearly visitor
mom, Brenda and I shared the Songtsen Suite - some of the carved furniture in this suite was incredible and the wall murals are gorgeous
breakfast on the terrace
Mike makes friends easily wherever he isthe monkeys sit on the water tanks in the warm sun
one of the most perfect and unusual sunsets I've ever seen - the illusion was that there were clouds behind the sun and that it was setting closer to me than the horizon
the hills in the mist, so beautiful, the whole place makes you glad to be alive and there
We go to the Dalai Lama's temple to spin the prayer wheels and have a look around, the most wonderful ancient old Tibetan woman in tradtional garb insisted on helping my mom up the steps though she was nearly as frail and using a cane herself, her smile was...more than you could ever imagine a smile could be. Tibetans are welcoming friendly people and they smile instantly and genuinely when they see you. They want nothing from you. One little old woman stopped as we were loading to go and blessed every one of us, every window on the car and the motor. Can't beat that really.
views from the back of the temple
we go and sightsee and look at the mountains
people in the streets
Alex was trying to help this poor Canadian lad who could not detach himself from this beggar
I watched this cow walk up the streets to a Hindu household where she knew she could get a morning snack, she was very patient and finally the snack was delivered. That is routine in India. Cows know exactly which households give them treats and go from door to door and wait patiently.
the children of the people working in Chonor house...and one of the dogs
mom and Mike relax for a smoke
Brenda and Alex bundled upahhhhhhh
I don't know what these birds are, they are blue and have striped tails about a foot and a half long
the drive back to the train station is beautiful
the sleeper class waiting roomAlex had been dying to use the Indian toilet, the occupied light in our cabin tells us he is doing so