Wednesday, June 27, 2007

Leh

"You take my Breath away". The chorus from the theme song of Top Gun plays over and over in my head. Partially due to the stunning views. More because the air is so this. Sitting is exercise. After you cut your finger you feel it throbbing. Here it is your whole body that throbs as your heart pumps increasingly faster to deliver fresh oxygen to your cells. I once counted my heart beat. Recalling the doctors office I watched my watch for 15 seconds and counted my heart pumping. There was no need for a stethoscope 30 beats in 15 seconds. 120 per minute. That rate brings rock stars crashing to earth. The thin atmosphere is also poor at filtering the sun's skin burning ultra violet rays. The air temp is a cool 70 degrees but your skin feels hot.
Once your body adjusts to the 12000 foot elevation and sunscreen is applied the land takes on new meaning. The this air is clean, fresh to breath, unlike anywhere is in this country. There are many westerners in the streets. The streets are lined with many shops selling local merchandise. Pashmina shawls, singing bowls and prayer flags are popular. The city itself is nestled on a small oasis between barren mountain peaks. "Gompas" aka Buddhist monasteries, sit high on the mountain peaks. In the distance snow covered peaks litter the skyline. Many restaurants have small vegetable gardens on property. It truely is a magical place.



A Tibetan Buddhist temple. I climbed to the top this morning. It was only 553 steps to the top. It is hear my heart was racing. The view was stunning though.



The view from atop the temple. It overlooks a monastery with the snow covered peaks in the background.



This sign was on one of the shops. If you dont this it's funny then it's not for you.

7 comments:

Anonymous said...

hey john-more junk upstairs-just like home. sounds like a little slice of heaven.

Noah said...

Knitty City Mama Bouf

MooMoo said...

It's hard to beat a good Leh. See you there in a month. Scope out shit for us to do.

Anonymous said...

Hi John Just got your blog address. Amazing! Did I hear the word pashmina? Charcoal grey--hint. hint.
Put in your bagel order before you depart. I will have one or more waiting for you on Aug. 11. Great pix, wonderful text, Deep within every Irishman is a writer waiting to emerge. Keep scribbling! Aunt C

Anonymous said...

I hear the dipping bread into water is awesome.

Anonymous said...

jp jewell- "its hard to beat a good leh". i need to remind you that your mother may be reading this blog for her enjoyment. however you still must practice safe sex! do condoms break easier under those extreme heat conditions and high altitudes?

Anonymous said...

john. my avocados sprouted. good thing u are coming home because i dont know which way is up.