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Published: December 29th 2006
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This is what you do. Take a folding chair and put it in your refrigerator. Turn the dial up ...... so it gets really cold. Then sit in the chair and have a friend push the fridge down a long flight of stairs and repeat.........FOR FOURTEEN HOURS. This is what it felt like to be on our overnight bus-ride from Mcleodganj to Rishikesh.
When we bought the tickets in Mcleodganj, we were told we would be riding in a Deluxe-Bus with fully reclinable seats......this was a lie. The bus had no bathroom, no shocks, screeching breaks, and the seats only did a semi-recline....not such a big deal. The problem was the cold-air blowing in from the cracks in the windows. WE WERE FREEEEZING! At 5:30pm, I (michael) started off wearing a long-sleeve shirt and a fleece vest........I made it about 6hours (my jacket was buried in the back of the bus, under a pile of luggage, and I was trying to tuff it out). It was too cold to move..... too cold to sleep. At a rest-stop Ade retrieved my jacket and saved me from severe hypothermia. We arrived at the Durradun bus-terminal at 6:30am thinking we would catch a
The Happy Couple
Wow. This is so much fun. We love taking the overnight bus for 14hours. heated taxi, 1hour to Rishikesh, our new destination. Of course...there wasn't a taxi to be found anywhere. A nice man on his way to Shinigar(sp?) helped us find the correct bus and we were off again...........another freeeeezing bus, but this one was local (like a school bus)....not deluxe.
At 8:00am we made it to Rishikesh and the amazing GANGES RIVER. We crossed over the walking bridge admiring the blue-water and spectacular views of Laksham Jhula.
This evening we walked to the SWARG ASHRAM and watched the nightly GANGA AARTI ceremony. There was great live music and a lots of beautiful singing. Following the lead of the others in attendance, Ade and I bought flowers and floated them down the Ganges, as a peaceful offering to the river.
We will explore here for a couple of days before heading back to Delhi.
All the best,
michael
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Broken Heart
The picture of Addy broke my heart. Bitter cold - no recourse - closer to part of the heart of India? The picture is in and of itself timeless........ Love you both. Remember your promise son. See you soon.