My week in Darjeeling is rushing by - what a difference being with a friend makes. The geography of this part of the world is pretty similar to that of Gangtok, except that it is more mountainous and more open. I would show photos to prove that, but as I have mentioned before, my camera fails pretty badly at capturing the depths and scope of mountain ranges. Instead, here's some photos to show how the Nepali influence on the whole region mixes together with the British legacy to make for a pretty unique looking place.
Unfortunately, all that stands between me and freedom is one lengthy paper on earthquake preparedness, so I am putting a lot of energy into pretending to write that and hating word processing programs. Wish me luck on my paper!
Unfortunately, all that stands between me and freedom is one lengthy paper on earthquake preparedness, so I am putting a lot of energy into pretending to write that and hating word processing programs. Wish me luck on my paper!
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| The Champagne of Teas! That's golden Darjeeling tea. |
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| See those mountains, in the middle of the shot? Thats Kachenjunga! and Everest! (and a mysterious smudge on my camera lens that shows up when I use the zoom). |
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| From inside the tourist shop. |
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| A more familiar sight, within same tourist shop. |
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| I pass this delightful (read: creepy) church on my walk home. |
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| Another part of the walk home - notice no flat surface in sight. There are 70 steps in this portion (Colleen counted for me). |
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| Just one of the many many signs proclaiming that we are in the state of Gorkhaland - a state defined ethnically by the tea workers who feel disenfranchised from West Bengal and India at large. Gorkhaland does not exist yet in any political body - but don't tell the shopkeepers. |
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