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It’s been awhile since I wrote, I know. There wasn’t much going on in Goa, only hanging out with Beatrice, maybe wandering over to the village, and sitting in one of three places open to eat and watch sunsets in the evening. The last time I was travelling, I would think up things to write about, even if I never did write them or I didn’t decide to send them. I’m not too inspired to do that this time. I guess it’s from not spending so much time alone with my thoughts.
I did finally get out of Goa, on a 42 hour train to Delhi. I’m there now, waiting for another train to Jammu which leaves in two and a half hours. Delhi, of course, has broadband internet, so I can write and post a picture. There is no railway to Srinigar, so I will proceed there by bus after arriving in Jammu in the morning. Beatrice was to fly to Delhi yesterday. After that, she was tring to figure out how to get to Srinigar but was having ticket booking problems. This is India. We’ll meet up in Srinigar, it looks like.
This is such a different trip than last time. Jeepers, I wonder why? I like both ways. There is nothing like a win-win situation.
Beatrice has been trying to convince me to go with her for 2-3 weeks on part of her 10 week horse trek in the mountains of Ladakh. I’m thinking about it. I need to decide pretty soon. Maybe in Srinigar. That would be a cheaper place to buy trekking shoes and cold weather clothes and a sleeping bag. She’s been talking to her contacts in Leh, including the guide. I does look like horses, saddles and other equipment can be arranged. Even the guide’s wife will be happier if Beatrice isn’t sleeping alone in a tent with her husband. I just have to decide. My butt, legs and lungs say “no”, but I think it’ll be much like the hiking/horse trek in the Andes a few years ago, which was great. They can drop me at a roadside where busses pass. I’m inclined to go, and abandon unnecesasry shoes, etc., when I’m finished. Hmmmm.
I don’t have any profound thoughts, not that I ever do. I think I’ll go get some lunch and head back to the train station. I’ll likely write from Srinigar. If not from there, I’ll write from Leh in about a week or so. Be well, all of you.
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