On 23rd March, we started again from Tenga valley, on the supposedly last leg of the journey to Tawang. The car was buzzing with anticipation as all of us were looking forward to today's sights. The Army guesthouse I was staying at rested at the very bottom of the valley - and the surrounding mountains were rising high above us. A fast flowing rocky stream cut through the valley. Short metal bridges spanned it at intervals. We crossed several of them on the road. We were climbing higher and several times I felt my ears pop. We bypassed the town of Dirang, and headed higher towards Bomdila. Bomdila is a sub-city - it rests on a horseshoe ridge and is fairly developed. It had two museums of craft, culture and ethnological basis, both of which we
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