On the day before our departure I got sick: a sore throat, cold shivers and a bad cough. Halfway through the day, after having made many mistakes (a wrong bank transfer, a wrong accusation, a wrong turn) I accepted defeat and went home to try to sleep off whatever this is. My boss prescribed something to gargle and relieve my sore throat.
All through the winter I have been taking an ayurvedic immunity booster and stopped it last week thinking I could do without. All through the winter I have stayed healthy which is not easy in Kabul. A coincidence?
We checked the internet for the temperatures in our three destinations: Darjeeling (warm), Pemayangtse in West Sikkim (cold) and Gangtok in East Sikkim (in between).
We heard from Tessa that two of her old schoolmates will be teaching at the Gangtok school that is modeled after their secondary school in Beverly MA (and headed by one of Sita’s classmates). Now that Axel is in education (and has been offered the impressive sounding title of headmaster) our visit to the Gangtok is more than a nostalgia trip.
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