Sunday 17 February 2013

One week to go in Gulmarg

This time next week we will be our way to the airport to fly to Delhi.  We will spent two nights in Delhi before flying to Trivandrum, Kerala.  Yahoo! the beach, mangoes in season, seafood, yoga and Ayurvedic treatments (massage).
It is hard to believe we have been here two months next week.  Overall our stay has been exhilarating, that is a good word for it.  I definitely have a love hate relationship with Gulmarg.  I love the idea of being here but the harsh reality is something different.  The skiing is a challenge and for me it is a struggle.  Jim has loved it and really enjoyed his work with the Ski Himalaya guides and guests but the past couple of weeks of queues and rude queue jumpers (as mentioned in the previous blog) is wearing thin so Jim is also looking forward to swapping his ski boots for thongs.
Towards the end of this week we will be busy doing final jobs for Ski Him, ski shop reconc, taxi logbook checks and ski shop stocktake.
The hotel staff from management through to door boys have made our stay warm and welcoming.  They genuinely seem to like and care about us (as they do all guests I am sure).

I have inserted a couple of photos of a party we were invited to last week.  As usual it was only local men present who danced and sang.  The only girls present were tourists.  We had experienced the music and dancing in a past visit but it was still mesmerising (and funny at the same time).  For one song, one of the men dresses up as a girl and tries to entice the men up to dance.  For this particular song the music gets more frantic each time he tries to get someone up to dance.
The band

The girl song


The Indian tourists love to pose for photos.  At this very moment there are three girls posing in the snow across the road.  They love taking off as many clothes (both girls and boys) as seems respectful and pose.  These three girls are early twenties and their boyfriends the same.  They are pretty girls and look quite provocative by local standards.  They must be from Mumbai.  Mumbai Indians consider themselves more western than the rest of India.  Not always a good thing! The Kashmiri's response is bloody Indians.

Indian tourists frolicking in the snow outside our window in their hire furry coats and gumshoes, obviously not from Mumbai



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