I remember it was the rainbow day at Triund. We were chatting with a young local lad who was studying in Germany and had a tourism business based out of Germany too.
Rainbow at Triund, Above McLeod Ganj, HimachalPradesh
We were discussing random things, like the trek, the snow at the Indrahar Pass, the changing weather patterns, the shopkeeper at the Snowline and the tourists visiting India. Both of us expressed a deep desire that one day we want to exchange rupees for a lot of foreign currencies so that we could back pack around the world.
Soon the talk turned to the tourists visiting Triund and McLeod Ganj.
Souvenirs for Sale at McLedoGanj on the Roadside, HimachalPradesh
A little while back there was one young girl who gave a piece of her mind to the shopkeeper at our camp because she thought she was asked to pay more for a room. The local lad from Germany told me, “Ma’am yahanhaanskaraapdhulbhibechsakte ho” (Ma’am, in these regions if you know how to talk nicely you should even be able to sell the dust). He was not being derogatory, he said it as a matter of fact, no boasting nothing.