coffee without whipped cream is pretty incomplete too.

This is from a mountain refuge at 2400 mts. It is super modern hut which was heated, had faux-fur seat covers and a husky-like dog called Akira.

A totally surreal experience after trekking up for 2 hours and entering so much comfort. And then getting to see this view from a huge glass window. And to add to it, some baileys coffee and whipped cream. We didn’t really want to leave but those clouds made us.

Innsbruck, our first sunny day and our first coffee-on-cobblestone.

This needs a mention even though it is not tea or coffee because I made the judgement error of asking for Schnapps instead of a regular coffee. And I asked her to fill the whole glass. The woman at the counter was so astonished with my choice and amount that she decided to give it to me without charge.
So, under pressure I had to finish the entire glass. And it was pretty strong. So strong that for the next 4 hours I found everything “sooo pretty”. But then, everything was pretty.

We kept looking out of this window hoping the clouds would lift soon. But it kept raining for both our days in Füssen, and we used the electric kettle and the tea bags we brought from India to the fullest.

We stopped for loo at this petrolpump-loo-cafe place, never expecting such lovely surroundings.

coffee without cake is pretty incomplete.

This is one of the many 1 Euro cups we had on our trip. Overlooking a not-so-busy Munich street, we settled for some fresh breakfast bread.
Well we settled after a long conversation (including loads of finger pointing) on which ones are veg and which not. We also learnt the German word for vegetarian is : vegetarish. Life was much simpler afterwards.

This is our couch-surfing home in Munich, but looks nothing German. It was a very tastefully done home with influences from all his travels in Asia. So our first night away was pretty much at home.

That oh-so-similar blue table made of wooden planks and that typical dhaba glass made we realise that I have come a full circle in my teadom project (refer to koksar photo, the first of the project). It is going to be 2 years, and it makes me wonder if it is time to bring down the sun on the travelling-teadom! sigh!. — at kheer ganga.

“integrated high power stereo cassette player”. Didn’t really try to find out if that works, but the buttons were immensely press-able and JUST the perfect prop for place so surprising. A 4-hour annoyingly up-and-down trek leads to green meadow at the height of more than 3000 mtrs that serves pizza. And spaghetti, among other things.

Two women and a lot of knitting. A place we mistook for a roadside-dhaba and offered money for the LOVELIEST fresh mint tea. Obviously, noone took our money.

You know how sometimes you know its so cold, but don’t feel it cause the thought of launching a new 10 day travel is so warming.
Legs quiver, but not for the cold, but the restless energy. The train is late, but not so much to have made us leave later than planned. The wait is not intolerable. The coffee is finishing, will the loo be clean?

In Bundi, all rooftops are well secured. From monkey attacks. If the Langur is being lazy (like in the photo), the bamboo caging will work.