Nice Roads BRO!

On the road to the Himalaya

 Close your eyes (figuratively, or you won't be able to read this) and imagine an old beat up country road, one with pots holes, bumps and gravel everywhere.  Now put that road on a mountain pass that goes up to above 4000 metres, add a heavy load of trucks, buses, cars, motorbikes and even push bikes and you have a 'good' section of the Rohtang La pass on the Manali - Leh road.  The road we put our lives into the hands of a mini bus driver who promised to take us deep into the Himalaya.

Rain!!

 Yep, its raining.  Raining a lot.  Mcloud Ganj is perched up on one of the first ranges of the Himalaya and the monsoon seems to run smack bang into it.  Does it matter? No not really, we've escaped the heat, glimpsed some fantastic views, chilled out, wandered around and had a really great time.

Doing the Dishes

So we've spent the last week in India and all we have to write about is dishes?? Surely this can't be right? But yep, its true.  You may not believe it, but we're having a ball over here, everyday is an experience, and we never know what to expect next... like washing the dishes.

Ahhh (or Arrggh) Delhi

So we've touched down in Delhi, swapped our bagguettes for nan bread, cold summer days for hot sticky humid weather, clean streets for rubbish piles, trafffic lights for horn blaring, order for chaos, tourist info centres for scamming touts, and yes, a settled belly for authentic 'Dehli Belly!' Sophs out exploring, while I'm here mustering up the energy to do some thinking so that at least I've accomplished something for the day! 

A little bit different than Europe?

As we flicked through our guidebook months ago we noticed a few little words saying that it is advisable not to arrive in India on the 15th of August, Indian Independance Day, as the risk of unrest, terrorism attacks and general difficulties is higher.  August 15th? that sounds familiar  we both commented, and true to our thoughts thats when we arrived here, fearing the worst, and not having a clue what to expect, would we be swamped as soon as we left the airport? Would we see our bags again? We had no idea what to expect!

un baguette s'il vous plaît

It wouldn't be a trip to france without a bit of bread action now would it?  The French love their baguettes, and they really do have one every day.  You see them everywhere going about their daily business baguette in hand, ready for the munchies whenever they may appear, breakfast, lunch, dinner, or any time of the day.  Having been witness to this on a daily basis, Soph decided to take one for a test drive...

Happy Birthday!



So another August has rolled around and the world is celebrating another birthday season, or so i like think!  The month of August is traditionally celebrated by our family, or at least two people (Dad's also an August boy), even if they won't admit to it, and being on the other side of the world is no reason to change the tradition!

The Kiss? (and other good things)

1,2 or 3? I don't really know, and it keeps changing everywhere you go so that the awkward hesitation and second lean in are always present, I'm talking of the European kiss of course, the one you have to give when meeting a friend, and in our case a friends friend.