alp and i are writing from the semi-beautiful, semi-over-touristy Kullu Valley in the northern state of Himachal Pradesh. we got here after a 18-hourlong bus trip from delhi, drawn-out by when the bottom of the bus got broke. we are staying in a lovely room with a rather alpine feel for 3 dollars a night and eating wonderful food for even cheaper. israeli falafal lafas! tibetan momos! chinese chowmein! and not to mention our recent discovery of the coolest protein source around: yak cheese (which tastes like a combination of parmesan, gouda, and eski kashar). this journey has been a wonderful reminder to me of how alp resembles macgyver. we walk along apple orchard paths and dream up hypothetical horror situations and then plan our responses, and alp has improved our standard of living tremendously not only with the gadgets he thought to bring from america (i.e. tiny towels) but also with our recently acquired immersion heating coil, which makes it possible to drink tea any time, day or night. we are blissfully enjoying our strolls and our muscles are getting stronger, but we miss you all.
ingrida
namaste shanti shanti
we arrives at the manali a few days ago. althoug our buses axle broke it broke not far and didnt take long to fix. it actually broke in the bus man's home town. we have found ourselves all the amenities that make you comfy and nothing extra. we are walking a lot, today we walked more than 12km, and tomarrow we will try to rent an enfield motorcycle. We walked to a near by village where there were hot springs but The private bathhouse was closed and we weren't impressed by the hygiene of the public one. But the water is so hot that you can cook an egg. i here is having a brilliant time with snow white. shanti
alp!
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