Manasarovar is at 4,590m...high. It was spectacular every which way we saw it. It was a very long drive. 10+ hours. Nothing of course compared to what we'd have on the return. There was a delayed start from Saga...bfast poha upma thing...long discussion in the bus...re mm, then the dazed thing, patterns...i irritated (rather bored must be)...odd entry it was into Manasarovar...but a spectacular one.
It was late evening (possibly night) when we arrived at the visitor's center. A huge structure again. There was a basketball court outside. Some solar panels (these were everywhere). The visitor's center somewhat indicated a tourist spot...it shows what'll become of the place. It'll be a tourist destination. Large pics of birds inside the center. One vast map of the region...showing Darchen...Mt. Kailash (I liked the map)...we took pics in front of Manasarovar.
Then we waited for an ecofriendly bus - which wasn't all that eco friendly - meaning they filled the same gas etc. Anyways we shifted into it...and went along the perimeter of the Lake. It got darker...was difficult to drive. It looked like the Pacific ocean in some respects. Reminded me of that beautiful day with prad...we unexpectedly went there. There were ducks and such...swimming...just like that day...something peaceful unto itself...high up above the world. In some ways it was surreal to think that we were so high up...and yet it feels so normal or something.
The ride went on and on. Riche took pics of a Tibetan family...people make the place, she said. The sun never set. Almost. We got lost a bit too - crossed Trugo Gompa where we were to stay...then turned back. Some of us got to moving the bags...Dorji again was only too happy to allow...I'm thinking about it now. mm would be the first always to get moving. even there. he did it even at the road crossing place...almost seamlessly now that I think about it.
We stayed in Trugo Gompa (monastery)...in dorm-style accommodations. 5 to a room...two of the rooms were attached. Next day (late afternoon when we returned after acclimatization trek), a small bird was stuck inside the room...it was bright and sunny outside. then we opened the window...it went out...small bird.
It was nice...the dorm-style...tamr and I were head-to-head...dd and prash toe-to-toe next room ("he kicked, then instinctively I kicked")...thakurji other side spreading all his stuff...mayr near the window in his maroon cheddis...tilk across me...mm next room...g next room...kumr too. then all the women other room...
With fatigue...everyone simply slept. There was talk about Brahma muhurtam at 3am etc. to go to the lake...some went that night too...kumr, mayr, tilk went to smoke weed or something...they came back stoned...talking about such a big shooting star...and in the clouds they say shivji or something. stoned. :)
It was late evening (possibly night) when we arrived at the visitor's center. A huge structure again. There was a basketball court outside. Some solar panels (these were everywhere). The visitor's center somewhat indicated a tourist spot...it shows what'll become of the place. It'll be a tourist destination. Large pics of birds inside the center. One vast map of the region...showing Darchen...Mt. Kailash (I liked the map)...we took pics in front of Manasarovar.
Then we waited for an ecofriendly bus - which wasn't all that eco friendly - meaning they filled the same gas etc. Anyways we shifted into it...and went along the perimeter of the Lake. It got darker...was difficult to drive. It looked like the Pacific ocean in some respects. Reminded me of that beautiful day with prad...we unexpectedly went there. There were ducks and such...swimming...just like that day...something peaceful unto itself...high up above the world. In some ways it was surreal to think that we were so high up...and yet it feels so normal or something.
The ride went on and on. Riche took pics of a Tibetan family...people make the place, she said. The sun never set. Almost. We got lost a bit too - crossed Trugo Gompa where we were to stay...then turned back. Some of us got to moving the bags...Dorji again was only too happy to allow...I'm thinking about it now. mm would be the first always to get moving. even there. he did it even at the road crossing place...almost seamlessly now that I think about it.
We stayed in Trugo Gompa (monastery)...in dorm-style accommodations. 5 to a room...two of the rooms were attached. Next day (late afternoon when we returned after acclimatization trek), a small bird was stuck inside the room...it was bright and sunny outside. then we opened the window...it went out...small bird.
It was nice...the dorm-style...tamr and I were head-to-head...dd and prash toe-to-toe next room ("he kicked, then instinctively I kicked")...thakurji other side spreading all his stuff...mayr near the window in his maroon cheddis...tilk across me...mm next room...g next room...kumr too. then all the women other room...
With fatigue...everyone simply slept. There was talk about Brahma muhurtam at 3am etc. to go to the lake...some went that night too...kumr, mayr, tilk went to smoke weed or something...they came back stoned...talking about such a big shooting star...and in the clouds they say shivji or something. stoned. :)
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