How often do you wake up in awe every morning, and have your first words be, “Oh my goodness, this is so beautiful”?

To start the day with snow-capped mountains bathed red in the morning sun; and to end the day looking at orbs of light slowly lighting up from homes in the opposite mountains – darkness blends and I dont know where the stars end and the mountains begin.

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Anticipate anticipate. Minutes before take-off.

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Lines of taxis in Kolkata

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Up the mountain we go

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Walking

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Tibetian Prayer Flags

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The flower that blossoms so proudly in winter

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Heaven’s rays

I thought that the misty mountains in the USA was an exaggeration, but after seeing the rows and rows of mountains, each mistier than the one in front from the condensation in the air, I’m convinced.

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Fields of mustard plants

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Tibetian Prayer Flag in Sunset

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A day trip to the orchid garden

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Temi Tea garden

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Us!

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My darling Xin, in her contemplative moment

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Andrew and Joshua – guy talk

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Wonders

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A passing sight

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Glorious sunsets