Murree is a hill station set-up by the British and later used by the Pakistani government and people as a place for relaxation.




The best part of my Murree experience was stopping for tea outside of St. Dery’s School and picking up some Urdu with the astute salesman. Basic stuff, some of which I already had: How are you, I’m fine, How much, I understand, I don’t understand, What is your name, What is the name of this, girl/boy/man/woman, teacher, student, school, to learn, to read, to write, I go (and I’ll be back), …
Another welcome event was meeting a Pakistani from Lahore, with the nickname Boby. He and his friends escorted me to a cobbler to repair my broken sandals, and generally treated me as a guest of Pakistan.
Finally, accommodations. There are so many places to stay. Past Murree Food Park towards the “President’s House” and the New Murree Development Board are the quieter cottage-like places, like Fir Hill [2,5000 Rs/single]. A
kind boy directed me to the Grand Heights Hotel, which is just uphill from GPO. I took a single room [500 Rs] on the bottom of 7 floors. This whole town has gorgeous views so you should never have to ask for a window room. The Grand Heights has a terrace on the top floor called the Grand Music Room and a Revolving Restaurant on the very top that is beautiful and delivers a near-360 degree view of Murree [yes, it does really rotate in a circle - about 30 minutes to come full circle, but it's usually not on].
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Enjoyed a lot!
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