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The Promenade in Shimla

One of the best places to spend the evening in Shimla is the Mall road.  Vehicles are not allowed on the road.  You can approach it by any vehicle (shared taxis or private vehicles) or walk up the narrow alleys flanked by shops of all kinds.  We chose to do bit of trekking and walked up.  If you are healthy person, it will take only about 15 minutes to reach the Mall from the old bus stand.

The views from the Mall are delightful and grand.  Below are some pictures. 

Way to the Mall
Another view on the way
The ascent lands you right in front of the Town Hall
The antique and the contemporary coexist symbiotically
In fact, the Tommy Hilfiger showroom is on the ground floor which did not attract me since it looked like any of today's showrooms anywhere.  

Inside the Christ Church
Stained glass windows of the Church
Earlier the Christ church had on its walls elegant frescoes designed by J Lockwood Kipling, father of Rudyard Kipling and principal of Mumbai's prestigious J J School of Art.  They have been removed. The stained glass windows present an intricate art work. 

Jakhoo Hill
Follow the road beside the Christ church and you will be ascending the tallest of the seven hills that constitute Shimla, Jakhoo Hill, which is crowned by the Hanuman Temple.  Lord Hanuman is visible from far and wide.  

Some magnificent views from the Mall:





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  1. There! We have some wonderful, unusual pictures here:) Loved them:)

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  2. Picture perfect place! Would love to visit Shimla some time :)

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  3. Beautiful pictures! I see a strong colonial influence in the architecture here.

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    1. In fact, many of the buildings were constructed by the British. Many eminent British personalities had their homes in Shimla.

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    1. ... of a beautiful place. HP is photogenic, I should say.

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  5. Nice pictures. Buildings with green top reminds me of Quebec Canada. Sloping top is good for areas where it snows a lot. Slow does not accumulate on roof. I find Shimla very crowded. Almost like Delhi. Atleast it is cooler than Delhi.

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    1. Only the town is crowded. Leave the town and you will be delighted by the solitude in the mountains. Again, tourist centres in the mountains can be a bit crowded especially in season.

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  6. You have captured the British era buildings very well. Loved the pictures specially of the colonial architecture.

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    1. Shimla has a lot of the colonial hangover even now. But it adds a strange beauty to the place. I thought some of the latter day temples were out of place there. They could have been more ingenious in designing the temples.

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  7. Hi..Nice post. Nature has blessed this beautiful hill station with countless gifts. Shimla Glen, Tattapani, and Himalayan Bird Park are some popular places to visit in Shimla.

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  8. Nice post on walk through Shimla . It feels heavenly to observe the old architecture , Shimla glen waterfalls. Shimla has attractions for every age group ,hence is very famous.

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  9. Yes its great, There are so many attractions in Shimla and this is why you should plan for. It is small and colorful amidst natural and serene surroundings. Shimla springs between beautiful snow covered with Shivalik Mountains. There are a lot of reasons why a traveler is attracted towards travel to Shimla.
    Learn more also here: Shimla Kullu Manali

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  10. Manali and Shimla both are great places. They are worthy place to visit a lot of times.
    https://www.imanali.in/manali-honeymoon-packages-hyderabad

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  12. Great post with nice pictures- so easy and clear to know why Shimla is most beautiful place in india.

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  13. Gandikota is a small town in India that can be explored in one day. But don’t judge this place by its size. If you have heard about the “Grand Canyon of Arizona”, you can easily imagine the beauty of this little town. Yes, it is the hidden “Grand Canyon of India’‘ that attracts millions of visitors towards itself every year. People visit this small village of Andhra Pradesh just to watch the beautiful gorge that forms here.
    things-to-do-in-gandikota

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