The rest of the night goes without event, and we board the plane to Leh. Our worries of not being able to climb up mountains, and of rolling downwards to Chennai again are slightly put to ease by the demographic around us.
As Leh nears, we oooh and aaah at the vast and sandy mountains, peppered with greenery and tiny lakes here and there. The vast stretches of sandy, rocky mountains with little, beautiful green valleys are breathtaking. Its a sight one can never really imagine, or think even exists. The Leh airport is a quaint little place, with large army planes looming around. We are greeted by our trip mates- a family of three, who seem quite nice and normal. Plus one of them had a Wodehouse in their hand. I tell The Husband that I'm already liking these people.
Now here is where I stop to tell you - we were not particularly thrilled about going on a group tour. Too much socializing required, we told each other.
But now, after coming to our beautiful guest house, we realize that we have immense entertainment all around us.
As is our ritual, we christen everybody with what we think they ought to be named.
And so, Longbottom tells everybody who listens they're anniversary is coming up. Female WeAreOne nods while holding on to t WeAreOne, as if scared he'll get lost within the mountains. The Lolly Lickers Club discusses how awesome the trip is going to be. And us? We're those anti social people from *gasp* Chennai who keep saying something in Tamil and giggling. Aah the joy of no one else knowing your tongue.
We are warned to stay indoors and rest, till our bodies get accustomed to the thin air and the high altitude. You may get dizzy, they say. And puke. So that very evening, while the rest of us have heroically managed to stay alive, Longbottom continuously tells everyone how she is unable to talk. Sense the irony. The Lolly Lickers are actually victims to the valleys. And the WeAreOnes are still stuck to one another, maybe trying collective breathing.
We go for a walk, realize since we're already filled with air, the thin air does not affect us. Ha! Take that you size zero flaunters!
The hill peaks around us, the tiny town, the birds, the trees, the clear, starry skies (and for real this time, not just in my head) - what a contrast to droll airport. Makes it totally worth the ordeals we faced the previous day.
*Vertin is a tablet one takes for dizziness
As Leh nears, we oooh and aaah at the vast and sandy mountains, peppered with greenery and tiny lakes here and there. The vast stretches of sandy, rocky mountains with little, beautiful green valleys are breathtaking. Its a sight one can never really imagine, or think even exists. The Leh airport is a quaint little place, with large army planes looming around. We are greeted by our trip mates- a family of three, who seem quite nice and normal. Plus one of them had a Wodehouse in their hand. I tell The Husband that I'm already liking these people.
Now here is where I stop to tell you - we were not particularly thrilled about going on a group tour. Too much socializing required, we told each other.
But now, after coming to our beautiful guest house, we realize that we have immense entertainment all around us.
As is our ritual, we christen everybody with what we think they ought to be named.
And so, Longbottom tells everybody who listens they're anniversary is coming up. Female WeAreOne nods while holding on to t WeAreOne, as if scared he'll get lost within the mountains. The Lolly Lickers Club discusses how awesome the trip is going to be. And us? We're those anti social people from *gasp* Chennai who keep saying something in Tamil and giggling. Aah the joy of no one else knowing your tongue.
We are warned to stay indoors and rest, till our bodies get accustomed to the thin air and the high altitude. You may get dizzy, they say. And puke. So that very evening, while the rest of us have heroically managed to stay alive, Longbottom continuously tells everyone how she is unable to talk. Sense the irony. The Lolly Lickers are actually victims to the valleys. And the WeAreOnes are still stuck to one another, maybe trying collective breathing.
We go for a walk, realize since we're already filled with air, the thin air does not affect us. Ha! Take that you size zero flaunters!
The hill peaks around us, the tiny town, the birds, the trees, the clear, starry skies (and for real this time, not just in my head) - what a contrast to droll airport. Makes it totally worth the ordeals we faced the previous day.
*Vertin is a tablet one takes for dizziness
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