Rain

Yesterday evening we went to Kunga, a Tibetan restaurant here in Darjeeling, and ate momo (Tibetan dumplings). There we met a Japanese girl. We started talking and ended up going to her hotel and drink and talk, while trying to hide the alcohol from the owners, because we weren't supposed to consume alcohol there. It felt like being a young teenager again.

When it was time to sleep I noticed how quiet and peaceful it was. No cars, no trains, no one screaming, just some stray dogs howling in the night. It was indeed different from Delhi, a bit strange, but lovely!

There are a lot of dogs on the streets here in Darjeeling. Usually they are sleeping during the days, and wake up during the evenings.

This morning we went back to the Tibetan restaurant to have banana pancakes, warming tea and ate while listening to the chefs and waiter sing. The perfect way to start a peaceful day.

Afterwards we went to the train station to buy tickets for the Toy Train for tomorrow, but soon the rain started to pour down, so we fled to an Internet cafe.

My malaria pills are giving me terrible stomach cramps and make me nauseous, and the mosquito repellent stick is itching, but one look over the houses on the hills, and the gentle faces of the locals here make it all worth it. It truly is a mesmerizing town.

I want to stay here forever.