Autobiography – P. 182, Part 2

you should have written this article with images!

Blind George

Claudie and I traveled North in March. Stayed with Ian and Karen in Delhi. They dealt in old firearms and carpets and lived in a nicer residential area.

Then we journeyed in a shared taxi with Raymond and family to their home in Mussoorie—a beautiful hill station where the British escaped the heat in bygone seasons. Better situated than Minali, which is in a valley.

This charming town climbed up a ridge from six to eight thousand feet. To the south, the plains of India. To the north, the massive white giant Himalayas.

Raymond and Marie’s house was further up out of town. Very private, a cluster of three houses perched above a deep valley. So far down to the river that its sounds were silenced. A spectacular view of the mountains.

There was plenty of wildlife around. Deer, bear, leopards, and monkeys. The large, silver-maned monkeys were particularly bold…

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