Weekend in Landour – And Why I Can’t Wait To Go Back
Sun-dappled paths lined with fir trees; endless green vistas ending in a horizon of snow-capped mountains; cottages with English and Irish names; birdsong that you can actually hear, all through the day. When I close my eyes and remember Landour, these are the first memories that come to me. I spent a long weekend in …
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