After the Nepal trip, we were always wanting to go back to Himalayas, and India was also on our wishlist for quite a while. Therefore, it became natural that we ended up planning an Indian Himalayas tour!
The real trip started from the flight Delhi to Leh. Out of expectation on the plane, someone suddenly started to shout out of amaze, and the windows pops up the immence glaciers of Himalayas! We were so close above the mountain bed, the snow was quite thick in some part covering the ridges that we could almost feel like jumping off the plane without getting hurt. The sky was blue and clear, some little clouds run along and rip themselves in the ridges. We could hardly believe that the journey starts in such a fantastic way, without even starting our trek yet!
After the heart beating flight, we landed with 25 degrees less than in Delhi, the cold thin air was the greeting of Leh. Ju-leh Adventure agency was already there waiting for us. Hopped on the toktokish car, the friendly driver began giving us a tour guide. He said he started to learn Chinese even though there were still not a lot of Chinese tourists visiting Ladakh, the market seems to have potentials for him. Ju-leh, their agency name, is a magic word in ladakh as it means hello, bye and a few other common salutations. Their wooden carved windows are a part of their traditions.
We passed the main market and arrived at the hotel, the Empyrean House. The host was super friendly and he gave us a room with a view of the back garden, facing the mountains. We took a nap first, the layovers and the high altitude made us exhausted. Even walking up a few steps from the car to the hotel was a challenge, our heads were a bit dizzy, the nostrils seems to be installed two freeze tunnels. Oh, almost forgot to mention, during our nap, we got a police control for Chinese people. Contrary to what the driver said, the policeman complained there were too many Chinese in Leh, probably adding up his workflow.
Early afternoon when we were ready to go out for a stroll at the main market, we had to take pictures as road markets to find our way back to the hotel. Both myself and Jonas are super bad at directions. It turned, later on, to be helpful for us to find our way back to the hotel in the dark. We found the Tibetan kitchen No. 1 on TripAdvisor. As usual, there’s never disappointment. The paneer butter masala and fried chicken fulfilled all what we expected for the Indian cuisine. In the meantime, it hailed a tiny bit. While the sound hitting the parasol made it heavier than just rain, the rain wouldn’t change to anything else if with a lower altitude.
As for the high altitude, it totally messed up Jonas physical and mental status. He was sniffing the whole day. When asking me to look up to the tea house, he said “clicking over there” – an IT guy after all! The black out in the tea house urged us to go back to the hotel soon enough, and Jonas is totally blacked out too at barely 7pm.