I’ve been in Delhi again the past few days. It’s over 40 degrees celcius; not sure what that translates to … Continue reading Last Day in India

The Nubra Valley lies north of Leh, over the Khardung La, the ‘highest motorable pass in the world’ (although someone … Continue reading Nubra Valley

I thought riding a bus in Nepal was scary, but I was wrong: riding a bus in Ladakh is the … Continue reading Trip to Kargil

It’s cloudy today and I am feeling apathetic. I booked my ticket from Delhi to Scotland for the 29th, so … Continue reading Sitting Around in Leh

Up at 3:30 to catch my flight to Ladakh. I sit next to two Canadian women, about whom I am … Continue reading To Ladakh

Flying into Delhi is a bit surreal: the swine flu has apparently been multiplying while I haven’t been paying attention, … Continue reading Back to India

I had a taste of the still-feudal side of India this past week. Saturday I met up with my friends … Continue reading Managing your Driver (first draft)

Another #&% early-morning bus, this time to Gaggal (pr Guggul), where the travel agent who had spent what seemed like hours uncomfortably hitting on me while I waited for him to book me a train ticket had claimed there would be a direct bus to Amritsar. There wasn’t. But at least I was on the six o’clock bus, not the four o’clock one I’d originally planned, and I saw the sun rise in clear skies over the shy snowy peaks behind McLo. Apparently my great-great-grandmother was born somewhere around here, but that’s all I know about it. Continue reading “Amritsar”

It was raining icy daggers at five in the morning when I left Manali. I had asked the elderly owner … Continue reading The Abode of His Holiness