Spent a few hours in the Bazaar, the shopping area of strangely Medieval town of Mussoorie.
Many of the shops are open bays, which get shuttered at night. For some reason I feel compelled to keep providing my sleep progress, probably because I am holding onto the hope that, when my clock is adjusted, my capacity for dealing with the sensory overload will become stronger.
These pictures speak volumes.
Sunset on the way home. Waiting to see the Winter Line, a sunset phenomenon that produces a brilliant red line as the sun shines at a particular angle on the roof of the pollution. Better explained here:
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