Rewalsar 14th - 15th August

To get to Rewalsar we had a trip back to Bhunter, to Mandi, then final destination yet, it was one of those lovely journeys that ran like clock work. It was up to me and Ifat to look for somewhere to kip while David sat with the bags. Unfortunatly David was left waiting for 2h, the sky was falling in... well it is monsoon after all. Ifat and I sat drinking chai chatting (again as much as you can with no language). At 19.00 we returned to David and Ifat had a room. The food in this place was lip licking as soon as we ordered it seemed that the whole family where put to work in the kitchen.
Rewalsar has three Tibetan monastries and Hindu and Sikh connections by various religious stories. The town is bustling with pilgrims, monks and nuns taking in the atmosphere created by prayer flags, shrines, chapels and holy trees, The lake is the holy epicenter. The place is crawling with monkeys and cows. We visited a cave simular to the buddist one in Hemis it was small, cold, wet, dark and kept by a devout monk that told us "a monk many moons ago hand put his shoulders and hands on the roof to stop it from collapsing, you can fit you own hands here" the story was the same and by jolly as with the one in Hemis there where two hand holes where ours did fit!
This place has an animal sanctuary we decide to check out with dismal results, misleading title sohould of guessed it would be a misery hole. Black bears pacing and deer stood in mud was the attraction, I lost my rag with a guy who was sticking his umbrella through cage bars and poking, funnily enough he listened!