This is a lie, but it's what I'll tell people if they ask me. It's just my luck that I would find the coolest place in India then have to rush out of here because my visa expires on the third. Actually this place doesn't feel like India at all. Maybe that's why it's so appealing. I'm already thinking about coming back here either next year or the year after and spending the whole season here - which lasts from July until about mid September.
Leh sits at 3500 meters in elevation and the ride here took us up as high as 5600 meters. The road we took was the second highest motorable road in the world. I'm sure everyone on the bus was feeling the effects of altitude sickness. We camped for the night in what some believed to be below freezing temperatures. It was cold, but I don't think it was that cold. Two guys on the bus are convinced someone died of hypothermia and were replaced so none of us noticed the missing body. Hmmm. There were a few new faces on the bus...
It's a shame I'm only able to spend three days here because it took two days to get up here and will take about 19 hours to get back down to Manali, then another 16 hours to Dehli to catch my flight to Kathmandu. I've decided to fly because of the japanese encephalitis outbreak in Gorakhpur where I would have to go to get a bus to Nepal. I've been vaccinated for j.e., but I've been told that the vaccine isn't 100%, and I went off schedule on the three shot series whcih makes it a bit more risky.
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