Darjeeling Limited

no not the movie - it's just that my time in Darjeeling is limited. It was tough to leave Gangtok since Sikkim has been my home for the last month. I especially didn't want to say goodbye to my "family" there because I know I will miss them. I said goodbye to Prerna, Zoe, and co. this morning and took a share jeep to Darjeeling. It was an easier ride than the one I remember taking 1 month ago from West Bengal into Sikkim; this time, there were no obstructions on the bridge. I knew we were getting close to Darjeeling because I could see peaks off in the distance brushed with snow -- not just a few mountains like there were in Pelling, but an entire mountain range. The line of peaks seemed to go on forever (in reality it was maybe 120 degrees worth of viewing). I don't think I've ever seen so many mountains all together. It was also hazy enough that the lower parts of the peaks, the parts with no snow, seemed to vanish, so that all that was visible was a long line of pointy snow. The tiny old man sitting next to me knew enough English to proudly point out where he lived in the city. I said goodbye and dropped my bag at a hotel before going off to organize my trek for tomorrow. Within an hour, I had done it, and visited the post office on top of that. I will leave tomorrow for a six day trek on the Singalila route.