I got butted by a cow!

Mumbai (Bombay), India
Originally uploaded by ddboo.

Denise and I are currently in McLeod Ganj (A lot of Tibetan refugees fled here after the Chinese occupation of their country fifty years ago.. remember Brad Pitt in Seven Years In Tibet ? Yup, this is one of the places they came.. I can't find *him* anywhere though..?.).

It's a much needed break from the heat and we wanted to do some trekking; which we did yesterday and the day before! We climbed to 2900m and played in the snow in the Himalayas!! It was four hours (straight up) and about three back down..we were hobbling like we were 300 years old by the end.

I'm not sure if it is the altitude, a lack of protein and veg, wonky food or just overall exhaustion from travelling but we were both deliriously sick last night and can barely move today. Perhaps we are just officially tired :) Good thing we are planning on spending a week here to recover and started our day off with a healing Tibetan massage ($6) and then lazed around drinking tea and reading books at a cafe. Denise just had some acupuncture done and we booked more massages for the morning. Just in case.

The last (days, weeks?) have been sooooooooooooooo busy. I've been on a search to find my grandmother's past which was really exciting! She was born in Belgaum and also lived and went to school in Mumbai (Bombay). A lot of the buildings from the British occupation are still evident (mind you they are quite decrepit). Being in Belgaum was a taste of 'real' India - minus the tourists and the Pizza Huts and the western dressed locals. There were no other tourists. The children literally mobbed us if we took out our camera. We felt like celebrities, it was crazy. Everyone was inviting us to their homes, they wanted us to take picture of their pets.. crazy!

Next we were on to Mumbai where we found ourselves working on the set of a commercial as extras (paid!) and then being Peroni Angels (paid!) for the opening of fashion week at the best night club in town (they checked our taxi for bombs and we had to walk in through metal detectors!). We basically had to take pictures on the red carpet with all of the Bollywood stars and models. We constantly had six photographers shooting us at all times. It was maybe the most bizarre experience of my life. :)

Oh yeah, and I got head butted by a cow. With horns. Yooouch!!!