Kids are the Same, Everywhere

I made some new friends at a lovely park in Mirik. They showed me their day’s catch from the creek (reminded me of when we were kids – I guess playing in a creek and catching “critters” is a universal kid thing) and taught me how to play a game with moss stamen: you do a sort of sword fight with them, and whoever loses the top of the stamen first loses the fight. It was fun,      and I actually won a few rounds. India has some beautiful green places!    DSCN5141DSCN5126DSCN5130DSCN5131 DSCN5132 DSCN5137 DSCN5138DSCN5146

Tea Time!

When one grows weary of the hussle and bussle of India that is in the capital region around Delhi, there’s a more easy pace of life to be found in the northern Indian hills of the lower Himalayas. Mirik, Darjeeling, and Gangtok are highly recommended! Here I learned the secrets of finding the right tea leaves and turning them into that magical brew that the British love so much. That basket was heavy!  It’s a good thing that I had my early training in a tobacco field. Sorry I can’t take you inside the factory – their process is secret, so they wouldn’t allow photos.

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