The drive from the plains to Nainital on the foothills of the Himalayas was a long one. Instead of the direct road first we returned to Delhi, where we stopped for a short time at the house of our driver. This added to a long day on the road, but we were happy to comply with his request to do so. Before the 16 days with us he only returned from a simmilar trip less than 12 hours earlier. Besides not only he had a chance to visit with his wife and 2 years old son, but we had a chance to see where a real Indian family lives. BTW, talking to Shyam only underscored the wisdom that for equality women need to have their own money/income. Shyam is a very nice guy, and a great driver, however..... clearly while out on the trips he feels like a single guy and having a 19 years old wife at home does not stop him from trying to get a little something anywhere he can. Meanwhile he is adamant that his wife should not have a work, particularly not outside of the house. Yeah, right. If she had an income, she might even have the power to say: stop playing around or else...
So it was not until 1 AM that we got to Nainital. This town was a very popular hill station (ie where people would go up in the mountains to escape the summer heat of the low lands) during the British times, and it still draws a huge crowd during the summer. The reason why we came here because Peter wanted to see some high mountains. While Nainital is still a good 100 K away from the highest Himalayan ranges in India, but it offers a decent view of it without the long drive to get a close look.
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