One thing I forget to mention from yesterday is that its sunny here. As in you-will-get-burnt-crisp-if-you-
After a night of 'Oh God, Why?' (Nights here are from 8:30pm to 4:30am) , we get ready to look around Leh.
We first visit a 15th century monastery, which has a huge statue of Buddha, and shrines of multiple Gods. I have always thought of Buddhism as a simplistic religion, sans rituals and all. So seeing Gods of Love, Anger and Peace and observing different rituals pertaining to them seem very funny. Of course, my knowledge of Buddhism stems from my 8th standard history textbook, so who am I to say anything.
We come out thinking cool place, not sensing the impending whirlwind of monasteries.
There's nothing much to write home about today. There are more monasteries, more stupas, and palaces- not the Disney kinds, of course. They're all built from sand and stones and I could picture in my head how Fred Flintstones must have helped built it with his dino crane. The places themselves are kind of repetitive, but the view of the mountains and the surrounding houses from each is unique and beautiful.
The driver tells us about the whole Lama system. Sounds very much like Harry Potter - the chosen one and all that. This,naturally prompts The Husband to continuously sing 'The Llama Song' (Please do YouTube it if you haven't listened to it already), sending me into a fit of giggles.
We return to our temporary home in the early evening and soon get bored. When we discover a Carrom Board. And so it begins. The name calling (Fraud!), the accusations (Fluke!), the taunting and the singing (We are the championsss, you are the losersss). Brings back memories of the old work place.
After a couple of hours of calling each other loser, we retire to bed with a smile on our faces, looking forward to lesser monasteries the next day. But this time, with more cold air blowing through the room - thanks to the wide open windows.
After a night of 'Oh God, Why?' (Nights here are from 8:30pm to 4:30am) , we get ready to look around Leh.
We first visit a 15th century monastery, which has a huge statue of Buddha, and shrines of multiple Gods. I have always thought of Buddhism as a simplistic religion, sans rituals and all. So seeing Gods of Love, Anger and Peace and observing different rituals pertaining to them seem very funny. Of course, my knowledge of Buddhism stems from my 8th standard history textbook, so who am I to say anything.
We come out thinking cool place, not sensing the impending whirlwind of monasteries.
There's nothing much to write home about today. There are more monasteries, more stupas, and palaces- not the Disney kinds, of course. They're all built from sand and stones and I could picture in my head how Fred Flintstones must have helped built it with his dino crane. The places themselves are kind of repetitive, but the view of the mountains and the surrounding houses from each is unique and beautiful.
The driver tells us about the whole Lama system. Sounds very much like Harry Potter - the chosen one and all that. This,naturally prompts The Husband to continuously sing 'The Llama Song' (Please do YouTube it if you haven't listened to it already), sending me into a fit of giggles.
We return to our temporary home in the early evening and soon get bored. When we discover a Carrom Board. And so it begins. The name calling (Fraud!), the accusations (Fluke!), the taunting and the singing (We are the championsss, you are the losersss). Brings back memories of the old work place.
After a couple of hours of calling each other loser, we retire to bed with a smile on our faces, looking forward to lesser monasteries the next day. But this time, with more cold air blowing through the room - thanks to the wide open windows.
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