An early morning view of the snow clad hill tops in Leh. Pic was taken from the bus-stand
Please forgive my slow rate of posting. A new sem brings with it so many complications that it takes quite an effort to make a post.
We got up early in the morning to catch the early morning bus for Nubra Valley. The bus left Leh at 6:00 AM. The ride was mind blowing. It was the best bus ride that I had ever experienced. It was long, and I enjoyed each and every minute of it. As the bus kept on climbing the brown hills, the temperature kept sliding down. The highest point was when we crossed 18000 feet and it was fun. I was in ‘high’ spirits.
Dad sips hot tea as the bus stops for a ten minute break
Bro enjoying the hill side view. The bus had to wait for nearly half an hour during the onward journey as the millitary guys were repairing a stretch of the road.
We left the bus in Diskit after a little more than six hours of ride. Diskit is the biggest town in Nubra Valley. And it was one of the smallest towns I had seen. We hired a taxi there, and found a hotel. Mom hates travelling. She had been sleeping all the way during this bus ride, and she wanted to take some more rest. So she crashed in the hotel room, while the rest of us went to see the famous hot spring and some monasteries in the Nubra Valley.
The hot spring sucked. It was not worth travelling another one and half hour in a taxi, immediately after an amazing-yet-tiring bus ride just to see a sucking hot spring. But once again, the view outside the window of the car was just too awesome. Ladakh is about enjoying your rides more than anything else. It’s like a dreamworld. You have to love the beauty of the natural landscape that surround you as you keep travelling on roads.
I am sitting here over the sulphur rich hot spring that sucked. You have to be a Geologist to appreciate the beauty (if any) of it. I am not one!
Sis found time to relax on the staircases of a monastery that we visited while returning from the Hot Spring.