Monday, May 26, 2014
On the other side of Zojila pass, is the truck stop of Dras with its makeshift mosque and cheap eateries. Further down, past the war memorial with its unfortunately ramshackle museum and it's dark humour is the one street town of Kargil that is connected during the winter months only to the town of Leh. Life of the frontier is life without chicken, eggs, rice- everything we flatlanders take for granted.
Sunday, May 25, 2014
unfortunately crowded as hell with marathi kesari travel tour buses and gujarathi extended families; with purse vaishodevi gujarathi vegetarian eatouts; with a cable car ride that was as crowded as a local train station in mumbai. all to frolic in the snow. one guy took his shirt off and was being pelted by snowballs by his friends. the rolling lawns and distant mountains reminded you of all the hindi films of the 1960's.