No chai for me please.


Tea for 3? No, thank you! Make it two. 

On a cold day, 9000 ft above sea level, we stop for chai. My blood had frozen inside of me. It was that freaking cold. I could pour the tea on top of me, my desperation for warmth could not be measured! This was a dhabba in the middle of nowhere and I was not expecting the Fine China, but this? I mentally start gagging by the sheer grossness of the presentation. Rest assured, I overcame my desperation. LOL. {Kufri}

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