Arun's farm is missed in the hills aproximately 3 kilometers from Kotabagh, a small village just about a half of lakh subjects surrounded by jungle there mostly banana trees wild apes (monkeys), a diferent kinds of birds etc...

   

                   

We met 3 guys from England, a tiny girl whatsername? i realy don't wanna wake up my flatmatenot now, okay Helen and Jack, George.Breakfast was later. I stood up almost blinded. But delicious food exact England's breakfast-toasts, eggs cooked in water i guess aaand Dal, traditional kind of Indian dishes.We'd cut jungle.

   

Short swath of orchard has emerged within jungle lots of bananas, mangoes and citrus trees. Actually that jungle we had to cut first to uncover these. That's nice work. Hard but nice you're filling satisfied after all you're like mindless just cutting weed. I can't understand i used to wake up at 5, quart past 5 but here i could oversleep my death without i realize that. FAITH begins when LOGIC END - Topic of the Year. Today we're waking up earlier then others. Of coursewe do that everyday.

   

SHORT BREAKFAST. We're hitting the path to Teet Devi Temple(Billy a pale means it's a tourist place actually he's weird coz what's out of his mind is what he does dislike)It's been pretty long walk up to the hill Arun said it's 3 and half hour. We needed 4 about. You know Billy's out of condition. We're sitting under the tp thinking how far is the place we wanna reach."Hey dude, I guess the temple is about 2 hours far" "Perhaps, but not surelly. You know could be behind the bend there" " We'll see" After all the temple was 5 minutes walk from us so exactly behind that bend. Actually not the temple just a hut of BABA, something like a saint man. Break there was freshfull you know overlook to the hills blue sky the sun and you hear? NOTHING!

BISONDOTO the man we've met after a while came up from a cow's pasture made noise " ARGH HOOOH", is not a real BABA. The real one died 4 years ago as I recognized later. A small man, about 50-60 years, had been a handy man for ultimate BABA so that he's stayed. He speaks all the time, of course, only in Hindi. We both were confused what he's talking about."Tii?" "What?tii? Ou ya tea. Surelly, we'd love" " HaHa!" (means yes yes)

   

   

His hut is small with fireplace inside eventually don't you think it's a fireplace, you know, just hole in the ground, no real chimney...After few minutes i got high, we're crying and rendered blind. Actually back to Bisondoto.He's about 50-60 i said, to all appearence is a friendly guy. Dispatched us to Teet Temple Devi just hundred metres abouve but i was walking that about half an hour. We were sleping there, don't you think at the temple sanctuary right? just in Bisondoto's hut.

   

Temple lies approximately 2 tousand meters above sea. The way back was shorter like usually and we pass the most exquisite valley with terrace gardens i've ever seen. Path up took 4 hours and back 

2-2,5.

    

Finally we saw weed plant they grow everywhere there but at this season they're small yet. The shop behind cottage is close you know so early at morning. The owner, older fatty whose nature is friendly always asks. "Hello my friends! How are you?" Shaking hands, doesn't wait till you're answearing him and keep talking about whatever. " What can i do for you? Biscuds, chocolade, cola?" " Just a chocolate, man" "One, tu, three? Soap, Tootpaste? Would you like milk, tea?" "Just chocolate today, right" "Okay, twendy rupee, you are most welcome tomorrow" 

    

   

Three new girls reached TOWN. Amy, Rubi and Luci are called. "Our English" called them Arun. We've hewn out a long swath of jungle together had a funny time. I guess we've done lots of work around that damn trees ... CUT, TAKEOFF, CUT, TAKEOFF. Carry the garbege on the pile these place and again.

    

We were 8 people there so you can realize Jack was hopping around loud speakers kidding, smoking. Work run fast becouse of that. We were walking about that great house. Path to Kotabagh runs down by river bank unfortunately river was arid so we passed the riverbed where we met two, probably wild, horses then we walked through mango grove like spanish appearence. a Tinny lunch of noddle we got in tinnier restaurant and sweet shop in Kotbagh by the tinniest price i guess and then we've discovered SAMOSA. a Sort of pastry filled with special sauce made from potatoes, spices and LOVE i think.Delicious! "I want more ARTR!" Actually Billy a pale has become addicted.

We're hiting the road early at morning, dude, first 2-3 kms we're passing on foot the town to catch the bus to Nainital was not a problem. The driver is a small bright man's hoping around bus waiting til Billy put the backpack into. "Heya, we riding! Get to bus, no time!" It's been a loong way only 40 kilometers but three hours on the road, you know. We stopped there locals got in, got out. Boxes full of tomatoes ride to town's market. Red tomatoes on our lap on our heads such red, yellow tomatoes everywhere. In front of us, one lady has tomatoe's head oh no!She's created from tomatoes!

    

   

Finally Nainital after three dreadful (for tomatoes of course) hours.Small town weith a big heart. The bazaar is large here spread in older part of town. We were walking around the lakeside full of hotels but almost everyone expelled us from its door. At the end of a loong seeking we found out Shiva guest house, night per thousand bucks.

    

Next day, guy, we hiked up to snow view 2200 high. The peak is called like that cos you can see Himalaya snowy tops. We didn't see anything actually I saw but my fellow's telling it's just a cloud. The cloud of a hilly shape. It was NOT. Real Himalaya peak's next stop is 4 kilometer far "Naina Peak", 2611 meters above sea level. Overcame the top has been lenghty. Of course we were walking with backpack what's the craziest idea we ever had you know, even if it's 10-12 kilos it's becoming more and more.

"Look there buddy, that could be a nice place to spend night here, don't you think?" "Yea, lurked behind a bamboo bush is really good place. Thumb's up. We're gona go there" We're sitting the fire warms up our feet Billy was talking about memories on a dreamland (home?) Next morning came to fast, gathered up stuff scattered around and hit the road. Again.