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?
Lachung, a quick cup, before heading to zero point.
Seen in the background is Mt. Katao, where bengalis reach in dozens to throw snow at each other.
Coffee for breakfast, as the only other option was tea, of which there were two varieties: the mild one or the masala one.
We stuck to coffee. And stared at the blue sky and poetic cloud formations.
Sunrise. Pangong Tso. Coffee in matching cup and saucer.
It seems the farther we went, the hospitality got better.
Oh, we got buffet meals as well.
Koksar is a nondescript little highway stop on way to Leh from Manali, where your driver wont stop unless you specifically ask him to. If you do, then do ask for this coffee, which looks awesome on this brightly blue table.
Don’t ask for pakoras though. Dont even ask “whats there to eat?” The dhaba guy might even answer “ME” to that.
