Let's get together and gley sometime!

Just wanted to start this post with a tribute to the numerous misspellings which I have noticed along the way. Daddy, this is your paradise for laughing at others poor grammar and spelling. (P.s. I have recently realized that you are way more Indian than you think. All Indians have this insane need to be up at 5:00am and make AS MUCH noise as possible.....Mummy, I think you are going to have to accept it....its in the blood). Anyways, at breakfast this morning we found a photo album on a table with the following on the front, I swear I am not making this up, "Coy, Let's get together and gley sometime! We are the happinese freind. I have very pretty freind, lovely".

After breakfast we took a walk to our helpful tourist information center where we received a hand drawn highly detailed map of Pelling (basically useless to us as we are only here for two days but very helpful nonetheless). Later we went for a walk up to the Pemayangtse Monestary. Absolutely beautiful old monastary, one of the oldest in Sikkim, with beautiful hand painted walls and statues. Next we took a very scenic walk down to the Rabdentse Palace Ruins. I say scenic because at a cross roads (confused by our hand-drawn map) we asked an Indian construction worker whether the cobble stone path ahead of us would lead to the Ruins we could see on the hill, or if we should go the newly paved road to the right. We of course got the standard Indian head wobble which can mean, yes, no, maybe, I don't know, I don't speak English etc. etc. So after repeating the question getting a point towards the ruins and another head wobble we decided that must mean 'yes'. After climbing down a path, over a damn, across a construction site, up a hill, over a barbed wire fence and finally past the toilets and into the ruins we determined that yes, we had definitely gone the correct route. Hmm must learn how to translate that head wobble more accurately.

Climbed to the top of the highest ruin for an awesome photo opp. Would have been a great view if it were not for those damn clouds. On the other side as leaving via the more conventional route we found the sign warning that "misuse of the monument may be punishable by up to 3 months imprisonment or 5000 rupees OR BOTH!" Oops.

After a much nicer downhill walk back to a hotel we had some local Sikkim beer, masterfully poured and served by our 9 year old waiter Sutant (he told us we must call him Master Sutant), and played some cards. Off to dinner now. Rachimpong tomorrow for a once-a-year festival and a possible helicopter ride. Still no mountains....damn fog.