Subcontinental Drift: Chapter Twelve - Shimla
July 20th 2008 The state capital, composed of various vertical and rectangular buildings, is on the brink of sliding right into the valley below. I determined to bypass the taxi stand and walk the mile or so to town while dodging the exhaust pipes of buses and other motorized hazards.
“Oh, and good news for you, sir! No Indians at this hotel.” Huh? The comment made no sense to me as I followed the Punj
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