Knitting

Shimla.

Which turned out to be about as far from where I wanted to be as possible. A solemn place, though I liked the bazaars and the food was amazing.

Architecture like a madman's dream of an England that never really was and with a constrained, almost Victorian feel....beautiful scenery to be sure but at most a stopping off point. Not really a place I intend returning to other than as a last resort....

And it was cold still, fleece and socks weather...and heavy blankets, not good after a week in the desert...and I have a minging head cold to prove it....sniffle....

On the plus side it offered up enough momentum for one more slightly extravagant detour....