Mountains, Muscles and Monks.

From Amritsar, I took a local bus for the 7 hour trip to Mcleod Ganj (home of the Dalai Lama), along with a Polish guy from the Golden Temple dorm. His lack of English and my complete lack of Polish making for very entertaining communication along the way.

So far, I am loving Mcleod Ganj. I’m doing yoga, I’m walking up (and getting lost on) some HUGE hills (they might actually be mountains...). I’ve been moved by the Monk’s hunger strikes and candle light demonstrations and I’ve found a room to share that has both hot water AND a kitchen!

I have sore muscles but a peaceful mind. I think I might stay a while...

Some of the spectacular scenery

One of the candle light demonstrations: