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|India – Spring 2007
After the noisy streets of Delhi and Varanasi, our arrival in the “foothills” of the Himalayan Mountains was a big relief. Ramnagar, home to Corbett National Park, was our first taste of the crisp mountain air and cooler evenings that we would soon be experiencing in Mussoorie and Dharamsala.
Our train arrived at 5:15 a.m., and we had to wait quite a while for the bus to come. When it did, we rode another hour or so up the windy mountain roads to our hotel. The morning was restful, and there was a hike in the afternoon. A river ran at the bottom of the mountainside our hotel was on, and many of the group spent their afternoon playing in it. Others “bowled” the cricket ball, journaled, or played cards. Spending free time in such a beautiful environment was a much needed break.
The next day we went on an all-day safari in Corbett National Park. We rode in large vehicles, each of them comfortably carrying 16 people. We did not see any tigers, which was a little disappointing, but we had an especially tasty lunch with fresh fruit and plain vegetables.
Before long we were off on the road again, crammed into our bus, which I neglected to mention had only 27 seats for our group of 31. We still somehow managed the 6-7 hour ride to our new “home” in Mussoorie.
The time we spent in Ramnagar was really refreshing for me. I enjoyed relaxing outdoors our first afternoon, and getting some quiet time our second day on the safari, (We were discouraged from talking because it scared the animals away.) I found myself often looking at the picturesque views, thinking about how awesome our God is. It was refreshing to see something that made me think of him and reminded me of my faith instead of someone else’s.
- Jen Edwards