Moving on...

So, the kids have finals and are not that in to me.  And Rishikesh has given me plenty to love, so I have decided to take off.  I am on a ladies only night train to Amritsar on the Pakistan border this very night.  I arrive they city, lush with history and religion, in the a.m. and thus will play the day away at the Golden Temple, called so because of its glittering roof, and I will hit up the border of Pak as well for the daily ceremony that is a big to do with a flag, apparently.  Amristar is the home of Sikhism, and the Golden Temple is their home.  

However, Amristar is simply a nice little out of the way stop on the way to Dharamsala, the home of the Dalai Lama and the Tibetan Government in Exile and the largest population of Tibetans outside of Tibet. A lot to do there with the whole Buddhist thing, the meditation thing, and seeing stuff thing.

Banyan Tree. Majestic and massive.

 There are all sorts of gems right in Rishikesh and temples everywhere.  Everyday, there was a new little temple to discover on the street corner or tucked in an alley.  One day, I found some new friends and we climbed to a super high and refreshing jungle waterfall, so nice!

Sunset over the Ganga.  Mighty and powerful and beautiful.

The sun set during the nightly pooja.  The ashram we went to has a statue of Shiva in the middle of the Ganges. 

Juice Man

Just OneTemple in the Bottom of the
Layer Cake looking Temple

So, Rishikesh, you have been fabulous.  The banana nutella somosas were my favorite.  Thank you for the rainbows and waterfalls and monkeys and cow adventures.  And,  Kids, I love you! And the juice was great, Juice Man.