Fern, after the rain, McLeod Ganj
Now I know why people avoid India in the monsoon season.
I’ve now been in McLeod Ganj for a week and it’s rained pretty much constantly. The good news is I was able to spend about 4 days with my friend Phurbu. We first met in Sichuan not long after I came to China in 2006; his family welcomed me into their home. After he left, to continue his studies, I promised that I’d come visit him someday.
Together we took some walks (when it didn’t rain), saw the main temple and residence of H.H. the Dalai Lama, visited some museums, ate some good food, and went to a public audience with His Holiness the 17th Gyalwang Karmapa at the Gyuto Tantric University in Dharamsala.
Here are some photos of my stay. It seems that I’ve had sinus and allergy problems, as well as a persistent cough, since I got here. Maybe it’s the damp, or the higher altitude, or just the change in climate and vegatation from the lowlands to the Himalaya foothills. Whatever, I’ve been spending a lot of time in my room (Hotel Ekant Lodge) catching up on mediocre American television. I’m also catching up on my reading, due to the great number of English-language bookstores in India.
Tomorrow morning, I plan to take a bus to Manali. It seems that I won’t get any closer to Ladakh – at least, not on this trip – due to the disastrous flooding and loss of life in and around Leh. It will remain a dream for the future.
Roger and Phurbu
Mountain view from my hotel balcony