3/20/2010

Old Manali

After a 19 hours bus drive in hell we arrived to heaven.
Cerpentine, narrow roads, deep ravins, darkness, meeting trucks och crazy drivers. I was so terrified I couldn't keep my eyes open.
When we arrived we got picked up by a man owning a small guest house in Old Manali, a small village about 3,5 km from New Manali that was built 35 years ago for the indian tourists.
Our room is located in the montains, costs 5 Euro per night and have a stunning view.
Strange feeling to go from varm summer to spring.
Beautiful flowering fruit trees, snowy montains in the background, a flowing river and high clean air.
The view from our balcony.

The shepherd coming back home for dinner.
A small, old Himalayan woman with a basket on her back and a cute angora rabbit.

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