Tiger Hill is supposed to be one of the most beautiful sites in India. Multitudes of Indians and foreigners alike stream to the site before dawn to see the sunset rise over Mt. Everest (just 107 miles away) and Kanchenjunga (the third highest mountain in the world). The sun is supposed to be like a bright fireball, turning these huge mountains orange in it's rising beauty. So it's kind of like an Indian Grand Canyon, only different.
So we got up at 3 something in the morning as we're supposed to go in a jeep with others at about 3:45 to see this wonder. We get up and are transported from one jeep to another and take the 10 km ride to Tiger Hill. We waited and waited with the multitudes of others there but unfortunately as the sun rose, fog deeply covered the mountains and we saw nothing. It turned out that Bev and I ended up being a great source of entertainment to the disappointed travellers as we were the only foreigners there. We were quite disappointed because both of us had never seen Mt. Everest and we were quite looking forward to it.
After that we had some really good tea and breakfast at a neat little bakery in the heart of the town. Later that afternoon we had to take a serious nap since we woke up so early. We saw so many beautiful places and people there.
