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In the Indian North pole...

Saturday I was cold... I wrote about these new (Indian) sensations...

Since then, the temperatures dropped even more! Zero! Without heaters!

So I ate duck’s fat (with a bit of meat) for 4 days to fight the cold - and incidentally to empty my cupboards.

I helped carry down the stairs a huge shelf to warm up in the morning – and spraining a muscle at the same time.

When I have a moment (that is when I go to the loo, and even this I hardly have time to do) I run to warm me up.

Finally I took out my high mountain sleeping bag. And since I don’t have a bed anymore, when I lied down so close to the floor in my bag, I felt like sleeping off in Spiti Valley!

That’s life…


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