We get to Pushkar fair a little late and miss most of the 50.000 camels that were expected. Still we have a great time, watching both a turban competition and we are helping the winner of the longest beard competition holding his beard while he is being photographed hahaha…. that’s some serious weird shit!Also we get invited to stay for dinner at a temple family's house, who clearly belongs to the upper class of India. They even give us money after end dinner to support our dentist bill coursed by the food. The father is an ayuvedic doctor and we get to talk a lot about natural medicin which I enjoy.
We travel further on 30 hours straight to get to Dharamsala, the hometown of Dalai Lama and the tibetian eksil government. When we arrive we are tired, but yet still amazed by the view that are meeting us. This mountain city at the beginning of the himalayas is so incredibly beautiful. We are lucky with the weather. It is winther time, but the snow hasn’t fallen yet, so we get by by having two set of clothes on all the time. Some walks in the clean mountain air does it - we are now fully relaxed.
By mistake (I promise!) we cheat and get in front to se the Dalai Lama up close. Very close! Later we learn that everyone else has waited for weeks to get as good seat at us. Oh well, I’m sure they can find it in their good Buddhist hearts to forgive us. To enter and leave his teachings he is walking pass the crowd, that means just 1,5 meters from me. It's amazing! He’s right there next to me. I’m speechless.
Now it’s off to Goa where I’m meeting my family who I haven’t seen in six months. Fuck, I am excited!
Maj.
- PHOTO # 1: How can you not love this man?
- PHOTO # 2: Right before getting my head reshaved at the local barber.
- PHOTO # 3: Walking around the calm natur in Pushkar.
- PHOTO # 4: Beauty of Dharamsala.
- PHOTO # 5: These navy guys saved our day. After having a fight against half the train couch they offer us food and good company to apologise for their fellow Indian's behavior.
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