TEACHERS
We are a husband and wife team who met deep in the Indian Himalayas in 2005 near the border between India and Tibet when a bridge collapsed and we along with our respective travelling companions were left stranded at high altitude on the Bara-lacha la pass.
The first time we spoke to each other was across that broken bridge and the first meal we shared was in a nomad’s tent surrounded by yaks. We did meet a few times when we were in the Himalaya but we then travelled back down to the plains of India via different routes (which took several days) and neither of us turned up at the coffee shop in Delhi where we had agreed to meet. However, fate continued to push us together and we met again as out of the hundreds, possibly thousands of hotels, in Delhi unbeknown to each, other we had booked the same one. The rest, as they say, “is history”.
Manju
I trained as a yoga teacher in the foothills of the Indian Himalaya. I also met my Jersey born wife deep in the Indian Himalayas near the border with Tibet
Sian
The first time I visited India was over 25 years ago when as part of my undergraduate studies (BA in Asian Religions and Philosophies)