It was 5.45am when I heard banging on my door 30 minutes after the buses and lorries started their engines for the day over the road from the hotel (I had a room at the front), it was the lady from the restaurant wanting me to put my bike outside.
I lazed around for a while and left early. The Nepal border was a breeze, it only took 10 mins to get my passport stamped and carnet completed, a record. The India border was great too and both borders only took 30 mins in total, by far the quickest border this side of Europe.
Now back in India I stopped at 9am for street breakfast, 2 x roti, dal and masala tea all for 25p, it was great.
By 10am I had started to climb the mountain to Darjeeling, there was a lot of traffic, all 4WD’s and the last 25km took about 1 1/2 hours to climb to Darjeeling at 2,200 metres. After some good negotiation I checked into a central hotel with a massive window overlooking life outside, I ordered a coffee, relaxed and watched Darjeeling pass my window.
I walked around the town and to my surprise there weren’t many western tourists, I saw a handful at most, there were many tourists but they looked Nepalese and Indian. Perfect.
For the 3rd day running my bike joins me inside the hotel, the lobby this time.
roti for breakfast, bliss!
What does that sign mean; watch out for elephants, or don’t ride your elephant here?
Pete, I was most disappointed as I didn’t see an elephant on the road to Darjeeling!
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