On our last day at Pelling we decided to go to the nearby Pema Yangste Monastery. Unfortunately, photography is not allowed there. So I cannot bring to the intricate, marvellously made Pagoda on the second floor. We offered our prayers and from there caught a glimpse of the ruins of the Ancient Palace, our next destination.
The walk upwards was quite strenuous. there were no signs at the beginning. 15 minutes up, we discovered cheerful signs like these.
Thus encouraged, we huffed and puffed our way to the top.
A visual delight awaited us.
Rabdentse, the Second Capital of Sikkim, lay before us as a reminder of what was once upon a time.
The sites of worship, though ravaged by the wind and rain still stand proud.
The layout was spectacular. Settled between the tall trees and the mountains, the symmetrical structures crisscroosed our view with measured lines.
We made a reluctant way down. History was at our finger tips and we had touched it, For a moment, we felt the swish of the richly brocaded dresses , the incense smell and the hypnotic chants of the mantras engulfing us.
The trees had made a canopy for us. The spicules of sunrays however ferreted their way in, and from nowhere a fragrant breeze dried our sweatdrops.
Our next destination was Ravangla .
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