We just rolled down the road from Assam to Arunachal-- still in Bhalukpong, though.
Assam's symbol is the one-horned rhino, btw. Dunno what Arunachal's is-- prolly the bison, if the huge head atop the entry gate is anything to go by. Told Dad the theory. The others are trying to call home. Dad just accusted a local kid. *sigh* Turns out I was right. P.S: The hornbill's the state bird.
Jiyabhareli/Kameng-- lovely; rolling green-blue water, gleaming white sand, dancing white kash.
Orchids. I have nothing more to say.
Forested mountains and waterfalls and the first fanged bite of cold.
Crickets like a hundred ghostly castanets. The Boy has freaked out again. Auntie M finds everything sweet. *sigh*
Huge landslide-- black mud and machines.
Car quarrels. Men. *rolls eyes*
Ill. Dammit. So ill.
Tiny dark plum-like apples.
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