Rain, clouds, mist.
The spectacular, fascinating Teesta river.
Hot momos on the way.
Welcome to Gangtok.
While we were in New Jalpaiguri, I was more than a little nervous. The driver we had was aggressive and noisy, and seemed to think the road belonged to him. Would we get to Gangtok safely?
The moment we started on the mountain roads, though, we could not have asked for a better driver.
At one point of time, he leaned forward and peered. I thought he was looking in the rear-view mirror. It was raining and the roads were bad. Maybe there was someone behind us who wanted to pass.
That’s what I thought.
And then, I saw a few pebbles tumbling down.
Our driver paused for a moment, and I realised.
He was wondering whether we could cross before the landslide!
And I thought ST bus drivers were scary!
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