Dharamsala was nothing like I expected. I didn’t expect a quiet town full of Tibetan monks wandering down the streets and chanting through lush gardens, but I did expect a charming hill town with a meditative energy to it that would make me love nature even more. What I got instead was a bustling hill town with kiosks targeting tourists at every corner and drivers that – judging by the honking and near misses of people, cars, and cows – learned to drive in Delhi. I didn’t find the relaxing village I had hoped for, but my hotel room did serve as a small oasis with unbelievable views that I could’ve easily stared at for a few more days.

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~My fabulous hotel stay ~

~Views from my balcony~

the donkeys came by every morning around 5am

~McLeod Ganj Main Temple (of His Holiness the Dalai Lama)~

(no photos were permitted inside the actual temple space)

~A stroll through town~