A sudden change in weather prompted that we take advantage of it. After biking for some time, we ended up at a typical Dutch backyard beach where we took to some contemplation at the sight of the evening blues and winter hues.
When the prospect of exploring the Himalayas popped up, I was above and beyond ecstatic. Most I have been around mountains was outside India. There were only handful of occasions I saw them in India in over two decades. Part of the tradition to explore India every time I visit, following a trip to Agra, a friend and I made impromptu flight reservation to fly from the capital of the country to the capital of the Himalayan kingdom – Leh.
As soon as we landed in Leh, we were left breathless both metaphorically and literally. At 3500m, not only did lack of oxygen has caught us unawares with altitude sickness, but also the cold. Excitement turned into grumpiness. Breathlessness, cold, grumpiness and of course drama enveloped us.
One hotel customer was kind enough to chide us for being so unprepared and gave us medicines for altitude sickness. That breathed life into our miserable souls and lifted our spirits up. With that, we hired a taxi and proceeded to explore.
Pretty much everything around Leh is built by the Indian Army. The amount of engineering that had to be done to make life possible there was beyond imagination. Life in the Himalayas is hard. There is no internet, water supply, fresh foods, for weeks or maybe even months during winter (which spans almost the entire year). And yet, somehow human spirit found ways to survive and thrive.
The morning dose of chai at an altitude that exceeds most peaks in the Alps, certainly gave me goosebumps.
Pretty much all infrastructure is built and maintained by the Indian BSF (Border security forces). Civilians are allowed to use most of it with exceptions for certain roads which restricted to foreigners.
There were several temples we visited. The peace and tranquillity I observed left a desperate to give up life in the urban rat race and live there.
Leh palace was a stunning sight. Sitting atop a small peak, it had incredible views.
Next stop was the Lamayuru Monastery, Kargil.
The most ubiquitous piece of gadgetry in the Himalayan range turned out to be satellite tv. The satellite dish antennas were everywhere! In hindsight, it seems obvious now, but I was amused to see them. They perhaps are the only means of connecting to outside world.
Cricket – not surprisingly, the most popular pastime. I loved seeing kids dressed in monk’s red-orange robes playing the game everywhere, brought a smile to my soul.
One of my favourite places to hangout in Amsterdam. I only wish they’d stay open beyond their very dutch 7 PM closing times.
After getting my dutch drivers license, I followed the most logical next step – I started driving. To say I am addicted would be an understatement as I ended up driving almost 5000kms in just 5 weekends. Thats more driving I did in a month than I ever did in my entire lifetime.
The beauty that the dutch dutch countryside is, serves to only increase my desire to explore even more. The supply of beautiful places reachable by road in short time, is simply endless. Words do no justice so here are some pictures.
Spijkerboor – one of my favorites where I reached by picking a random spot on the map
Leylestad – The dutch dub it as the most boring place and I find it serene.
Ijdikj near Muiden
Kinderdijk near Rotterdam
Beaches in Zeeland
Leylestad again at Sunset
This year I got a chance to see Keukenhof again but from a different and non-touristic perspective when a friend offered to drive me around the fields outside of the touristic keukenhof area. Although the look of the flowers remain the same, the experience was drastically different.