No sooner than I'd arrived in Manali, I was leaving. I was off to Leh. Off to see the one place I knew little about but was and had always been so positive I'd visit. Leh, the name on everyone's lips. Things already felt different the day I left. I felt 'alive' again, ready for a new adventure, and my luck was definitely changing. Now, I didn't get into it, because its all been documented in my journal, but for whatever reason, (as with every travelling adventure, you have your ups and downs) I'd just had a really big down. My time in Dharamsala was good, but not great, it wasn't adventurous enough, it just was what it was, and that's ok. I was having a travel rutt after Nepal, and I was just about to
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