Darjeeling, nestled into the steep foothills of the Himalayan Mountains.
We walked through friendly neighborhoods, stacked like colorful shoeboxes into the valley.
We drank lots of loose leaf tea, Darjeeling Tea of course.
We hiked down into Happy Valley Tea Plantation.
A third-generation tea plantation worker invited us into her home for a hot cup of "Super Fine Tippy Golden Flowery Orange Piko 1" tea and an in depth lesson on the grades and harvests and flushes of tea.
Himalayan Mountaineering Institute, a jump-off point for treks and fascinating museum documenting harrowing Everest expeditions.
The public library made me want to read a lot of books.
Tiger Hill sunrise -- the third highest peak, Mount Kanchenjunga, behind us; the brightly bundled up couple pointing to Everest in the distance (not actually visible that morning because of the fog).
After a one-night splurge in a heritage hotel, we took our packs and decided to find a cheaper hostel for the remainder of our stay. We lucked out with this room -- complete with a space heater and an amazing view of Mount Kanchenjunga from that massive window.
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