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Get a bag of peanuts. >> truth be told, i'm an angry bitter man when i board. i'm guessing there ain't a shon shoney's or pf chang's on the way. kind of cute. a little train. it's so little. the universal tourist. go on the king kong ride. while my stomach growls, i become the kind of traveller i warn against. gripy, self-absorbed, immune to my surroundings. but as my brightly colored little train heads up into the hills from kalka station, known as the gateway to the himalayas, my world view starts to improve. the naturally bright colors of india start to pleasurably saturate my brain. the vi...

India start to pleasurably saturate my brain. the views from the window of ridiculously deep valleys, hundred-year-old bridges, it's, well, breath-taking. my fellow passengers, too, are irresistibly charming. the schoolkids in their uniform cheer in unison every time we pass through one of the tunnels. [ cheers ] >> hip hip hooray! >> hip hip hooray! >> hip hip hooray! >> i had pretty much forgotten about my hunger until the

The unnaturally bright colors of india start to pleasurably saturate my brain. the views from the window of ridiculously deep valleys, hundred-year-old bridges, it's, well, breathtaking. my fellow passengers, too, are irresistibly charming. the schoolkids in their uniforms cheer in unison every time we pass through one of the tunnels. [ cheers ] >> hip hip hooray! >> hip hip hooray! >> hip hip hooray! >> i had pretty much forgotten about my hunger until the

The naturally bright colors of india start to pleasurably saturate my brain. the views from the window of ridiculously deep valleys, hundred-year-old bridges, it's, well, breath-taking. my fellow passengers, too, are irresistibly charming. the school kids in their uniform cheer in unison every time we pass through one of the tunnels. [ cheers ] >> hip hip hooray! >> hip hip hooray! >> hip hip hooray! >> i had pretty much forgotten

I'm guessing there ain't a p.f. chang on the way. kind of cute. a little train. it's so little. the universal tourist. go on the king kong ride. while my stomach growls, i become the kind of traveller i warn against. gripy, self-absorbed, immune to my surroundings. but as my brightly colored little train heads up into the hills from kalka station, known as the gateway to the himalayas, my world view starts to improve. the naturally bright colors of india start to pleasurably saturate my brain. the views from the window of ridiculously deep valleys, hundred-year-old bridges, it's, well, breath-...