Ok, so I made it to Kashmir and im still safe and alive. I was lead to believe that the moment i got here and settled into my houseboat I would be promptly whisked away by a trio of angry masked jihadists. Nothing like that has happened...yet.
We had to leave Daramkot because after five straight days of rain we just couldnt take it anymore!! But on the day after Kangra, which was maybe day three in Daramkot, we took it easy. What can I say? Our days were filled with lounging and enjoying life. We met a gigantic group of Israelis who are also here in Kashmir but are yet to be located. They arrived by jeep, not hard-core like us, by motorbike.
We were in Daramkot nine days, and on a few of those days we road out to Dharamshala, mainly to try to fix our cameras. Asher's has a broken screen and mine has a broken battery. And theres just so many things to take pictures of! NO luck getting the cameras fixed. Even here in Kashmir they say "only in Delhi." So im thinking of buying a cheap indian digital for about a hundred bucks. On one of those days we rode out to Dharamshala, is started raining on the way back, and we got SOOOOAAAAAAAKKKKEED. I mean it started to freaking storm like big huge indian drops out of a very angry sky. Shiva was angry, and so was the God of Rain, apparently. Anyway we got thrashed by water, and my motorcyle found a propitious time to fail on me. But only for five minutes after which is started up again. There was this crazy girl behind us on a bike with her boyfriend cussing us out, but in a nice way. Eventually we made it back to Mcleod and ate proudly in a five star indian restaurant on the fourth floor of some hip hotel.
I have about five minutes left in this high class posh internet place in the heart of Kashmir. I can't believe im in Kashmir. The city itself, Srinagar, which is the capital of Kashmir is a surprisingly bustling city, with all the noise and chaos of delhi, but smaller. Kind of like how San Franciso is to New York, but not really. There are fancy shops here all over with expensive clothing, jewelry, and lots of shawls. Dal Lake is gorgeous, especially in the morning, when everything is quiet and the sun is rising.
Anyways my time is up. Ciao.
Wednesday, July 4, 2007
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