And then there were two

Days left, that is.
Yea, for time has verily slipt away quite rapidly over the last week. After two days of pretty solid hard slog - I'm contributing a good four pages in this last issue, as well as an editing job - I'm down to my last two days at Down To Earth, winding up a few things on the imminent issue. Louise is coming tomorrow evening, and then we leave on our travels on Sunday night, if all goes to plan with the bus-ticket-buying tomorrow.
We've decided to go north - partly on the recommendations of most people, and mostly because I've found a valley we can get to - the Chamba Valley - which is supposed to be very beautiful, relatively away from backpackers, and very peaceful. The itinerary consists of a day in Amritsar seeing the Golden Temple of the Sikhs, then heading up to Dalhousie and Chamba in the valley for a few days, after which we'll head south to Dharamsala and from there back to Delhi.
Looking back, I've realised that I've managed to pack my entire social life for this next academic year into two months. But I think it's almost time to leave - the gaggle of French are slowly drifting off, travelling or returning to "ParrEEE", and I feel like I understand and have made a mark on the office here as well as getting a lot of journalistic understanding and environmental experience out of the whole thing. There will probably be a proper retrospective post about what I've thought out from this trip when I get home.
I'm sorry, also, for the lack of posting - please understand, it's because I'm working hard! Also, to do with the retrospective, this trip has been far more about working out what I'm going to do with myself in a year and a half's time, rather than for the experience itself. So that retrospective will be very useful, and I'm working on it internally already.
Anyway. Back to the grind! We're going swimming tonight, again - "we" means Anna, Diana, Julian and possibly Shams, Jacques and Emmanuel. I am muchly looking forward to it, since the office air-con has decided it's had enough this week, and wants to be a carburettor instead. I was being showered in a fine black dust before someone cut its power. No different from normal Delhi, then! Ta-ta.