

As we seeped our Bloody Marys and waited for our beef stake and baked cheese macaroni, I started checking the interiors. Glenary’s Restaurant was located upstairs which one could access through a red carpeted stairway inside the cafe or from outside the building, best place to have Continental sizzlers, Chinese dishes and tandoori specials. We visited another prominent landmark of Darjeeling, the two storied white colonial building housing Glenary’s run by the Edward family. The bakery and cafe was located at the ground floor.

MYTHOUGHTS AND EXPLORATIONS MOVIE
This place was recently immortalized by Bollywood rightly evident from the framed screen shots of the Ranbir Kapoor movie ‘Barfee’.
MYTHOUGHTS AND EXPLORATIONS FULL
I headed to the lovely open terrace in the upper floor of Kaventers to have their famous full monty platter of sausages, bacon and eggs while enjoying the breathtaking view of the mountains all around and activities down below on the busy streets. I was able to record the various moods of the hill station clothed in mist throughout the day from sunrise to sunset. The bronze figurines, wooden masks and stone accessories on display looked spectacular. I was fascinated by the images of local women adorned in tribal jewelry framed in the windows of various curio shops. Obviously, they were stacked for the cosmopolitan visitors. Smoking goes beyond boundaries…intrigued by the availability of multinational brands of cigarettes in the hills. Rows of clothes hanging from balcony layers, the egg man squatting on railway tracks along with his dog, the mountain Rapunzel buying fabric, the corn sellers in the corner, the old lady wearing her traditional costume, the umbrella man and the young monk in his robe walking through the stalls, the forsaken roadside rug caught my fleeting attention and I kept on clicking them.įrom railway tickets to making passport, the various needs of a traveler were facilitated in this store. įirst impression of daily life of locals on entering the hill station going uphill from Kerseong were vivd. We spent a day strolling around the flea markets and curio shops in the mall, observing the locals doing business, having English brunch at the rooftop of Kaventers, meeting old friends in Glenarys, experiencing Tibetan food in Kurgas. I needed a much needed break from work and the hills beckoned.It was time to make a short trip to Darjeeling again, the queen of hills of the 70’s and a sleepy town to some urban visitors like us, to get rejuvenated.
