Lachung

The drive to Lachung from Gangtok is absolutely spectacular. Some of the girls from the Happiness Home rode with us, and they thought it was very funny that I was hanging my head out of the window for the entire way. Five hours…and worth every second.


I also want to say that the people of India have been so sweet and welcoming to us. People smile at us everywhere we go, and we have already received two invitations to stay in people’s homes after brief conversations. They love May’s punk rock hairdo. It’s obvious that very few fair skinned people make their way up to this northeastern province of India. People frequently want to take photos of and/or with her. I blend in pretty well until I open my mouth.












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  1. ChipsterDecember 22, 2022 at 3:21 AM

    “I blend in pretty well until I open my mouth” LMAO

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