Darjeeling

We need to escape the smog. It burns your eyes and lungs all while clouding your judgement. That offer for a lady of the night sounds a little enticing as you pause and realize this isn't some sort of Bollywood movie. No thank you, you say kindly and keep moving. So to fend off the heat we head off to Darjeeling a little resort town made just for that reason, to escape the heat and for us, the smog. It's a small town, of 100,000 plus, set with an amazing Himalayan backdrop. Tea beckons you at every corner and there are no hassels for rickshaws, cabs, hashish, money changer, clean hotel or any other service you MUST have. To sum it up, it's calm. I hit up a four day trek through the mountains to catch glimpses each morning of Everest and I'll call it K, the third highest mountain in the world. K has another name, but it escapes me now. It was one of those things. If you need more info than that, just google some pictures and be in awe, because the internet connections out here go in and out with the whims of Shiva or so I've been told. Bottom line: I can't post any pictures.