Rishikesh Chapter 1

Walking out the door of the hotel and stepping onto the street is a reminder that you really are on the other side of the world. The streets are narrow and crowded, animals, people and vehicles all pushing to keep their feet, wheels or hooves on whichever cobblestone they have claimed. The streets are lined with shop fronts and food stalls; everyone is talking to each other even the cars, horns ranging from burbs to roars.

Graeme and I left the hotel around ten and crossed the north bridge. It was packed tourist season is just beginning, It was bustling. We wandered the streets of Rishikesh for a few hours searching for photos and talking to people.

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  1. Deirdre Sims says:

    Seems to me that the scam that brought you two to Rishikesh was good karma at work… what a place! Will you brave the holy waters of the Ganga?

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    1. We have been spirally invited also made a friend called Nitin he’s is a young guy from a mountain village and is going to take us to the valley of flowers in a week?

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  2. Christine says:

    So happy to read this – Jonathan shared with me – I am Justin’s mom Christine – keep your stories coming – be safe and happy boys.

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    1. Âlo Christine, so happy to hear from you! It’s too bad we didn’t meat before we left! The stories will keep on coming hopefully everyday if we are organized. Stay in touch!
      Q

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