This is the official abode of the Dalai Lama and the place is appropriately laid back. Saying that we haven't actually seen the guy wandering the streets. There are however loads of Tibetans seeking asylum from the Chinese...many of them walked over the himalayas to get to India. The museum where we learned this was fairly graphic and during the trip of about 22 days almost everyone loses fingers or toes to the frostbite.
Anyway back to the good stuff...the place was very very relaxing and the locals are almost permanently horizontal at their work. The attached picture shows two, yes 2, men operating one shovel (and you thought the Scottish councils were bad!). One of these workshy chaps seems to halfheartedly move the shovel while the other pulls on a rope in roughly the same direction. I guess efficiency is not the main thing on the agenda in a country where one billion people need to work.
The other picture is of an auto rickshaw absolutely packed with people... I am not even sure how its tiny engine actually managed to move it at all.
Nicola had the unfortunate luck to find a large lump of human tooth in her muesli one morning here. Even more unfortunately it turned out to be her own and she then had to brave the dentist. We shopped around and elected not to go with the chap who was plying his trade whilst sat on the pavement but rather found someone who actually had his own premises and more than two pieces of equipment. All turned out well in the end and hopefully things will stay that way. At least, on the bright side, we had some excitement in sleepy Dharamsala.
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