and no nazi's anywhere
they may not be alive with the sound of music but the hills around shimla are actually rather beautiful, surrounded by a kind of verdant greenery that i initially found very hard to associate with india. for me this country's always been about the noise and smoke of the cities, so the peaceful ride up through the mountains on the little toy train was a real eye opener for me. actually peaceful may be a bit of an euphemism: deathly slow is probably more accurate. having said that the look of the roads filled with me dread... in another subcontinental anomaly they look pretty good, smooth and with line markings and all sorts. the concept of hurtling around them, all blind corners and ridiculous sheer drops, in an antiquated bus driven by some maniac is, however, a little disquieting. maybe it's head in the sand time again.shimla is actually rather nice too, full of super trendy young indians (again, no tasches) and monkeys. i'm going to have a proper explore tomorrow: right now, i haven't got round to eating since about 7 yesterday, so it's time for foodages.

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