Tuesday, August 16, 2005

oh i just cant wait to be king

took the local bus with oren to a remote tibetian buddhist village no one ever gets to. why? who knows. its called Tashi Jong and is very famous amongst its habbitants. we slept in the monysteries rooms, and felt like real ascetics. all that changed when we took a riksha to a place called palace hotel. it was once the winter place of the maharaja of kashmir, and is now run as a luxorious hotel by his sun. we were the only ones there, apart from the many indian servants saying to us "as you wish sir" and "you are most welcome sir". we had to order our dinner 4 hours in advance(chicken curry, malay cofta and banan fritts if you must know) and waited to it resting by the pool and playing a game of badminton (!). all this cost us both about 50 shequels. after being served dinner by the local version of alfred we walked back to our monistary, to spend the night with the fleas. "heir today gone tomorrw" indeed.

2 comments:

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