Manali No More
Back on the road. Heading for a place called Mandi, which elicits a blank look in everyone I've mentioned it to. It either means it's too awful to speak of, or it's not in any guide books. Either way, it's my destination. I'm full of masala omelette, cheese and tomato toasties, and mango and papaya (the English Special Breakfast, go figure). The bike started third time (after I noticed the kill switch was flipped for the first two tries). The sun is shining... Go!