Tabo, a village, known for monasteries and caves. I explored everything I could. From caves to monasteries, from an open ground to small streets, from staying in a homestay to having local food in dinner at someone’s house, from seeing young lama’s playing football to little kids playing in the streets😍. And while exploring Tabo, I met one more traveler friend, @unbaked.claypot . A feel-good aspect of solo traveling🙆
I attended the early Morning Prayer in the monastery for the very first time. I was feeling peaceful while listening to their chanting and the instruments they were using at that time.
We requested one local lady to serve us their local and authentic food in dinner. She agreed and served us Timok and Daal. We had dinner in their colorful kitchen. We, in fact, enjoyed the company of her cute little boy. His smile made us smile. We spent a good time there. We happily finished our dinner and then that lady gave us apples to eat. That was like “Icing on the cake”. Next day, I decided to go to Mud village. In fact, reaching Mud was quite a task and fun for me as I had to hitchhike in 3 different vehicles (Truck/Loading auto and Car) that too only with male passengers. Being a girl, I had to be careful as well in my first solo traveling. There were moments when I was all alone in the middle of nowhere waiting for some vehicle to come, Tire of the truck got burst, when I got a lift in a loading auto with 4 male passengers, I mean so many moments. I was excited, happy and nervous at the same time.
I met Ryan and another family in Mud. We explored the place together and next day left for Kaza together. I didn’t find Kaza that exciting so after visiting the monasteries and local market, I decided to visit Langza, Hikkim, and Komic. Local taxi drivers were charging too much so I explored another way to be there. After inquiring with locals I got to know that one loading auto will be going to Komic via Langza and Hikkim. I couldn’t get the better deal than this. In fact, I was happy to get the company of locals. An amazing journey that was! I stayed in Komic. I will share those memories in my next post.
My moment of Natsukashii, whenever I visit my Alma Mater... Convent of Jesus and Mary, Mussoorie.
I have been fortunate enough to spend my early childhood (4 years) in the lap of Mother Nature, something that I didn't want back then, but I yearn for the same now. Though I loved my school, I still wanted to be around my cousins, back in Delhi. I would often think about the fun they had, enjoying togetherness, while I was stuck alone with no siblings around.
But now when I look back, they are still the best years of my life. I've had my share of fun too, just that I didn't admit it back then. And so, Mussoorie has become a quick getaway for me, where I can relive the good times, for there is a memory attached with every inch of the 'The Queen of Hills'.
. 'For thine is the kingdom,
and the power, and the glory,
for ever and ever.
(Picture from inside the school premises of Convent of Jesus and Mary, Waverly, Mussoorie.)
Let's talk reality for a moment, shall we? 😅
Though my Instagram photos look all well and dreamy, I was actually falling apart for most of this trek.
Prior to the trek I was sick for more than one week. Daily life included numerous toilet l misadventures and an inability to eat most foods.
Once the time came to trek to Gomukh Glacier, start of the Ganges River, I was a weak mess.
As others nimbly trekked the 18km to the glacier, I all but crawled along. By the halfway point I needed to sit and rest every few hundred meters
By the time I reached the last village before the glacier, I was a shell of a human being.
I could barely stand or walk or eat or do anything except shiver in bed and watch series on someone's phone and focus on not vomiting.
Luckily I was with friends who could help me out l slept for hours and hours and drank as much water as I could stomach, and felt well enough to slowly climb to the glacier
the next morning.
Would I do it again? NO it was an idiot move on my part. 😖
It's stupid to put yourself in such a situation when you're ill. Not just because you might hurt yourself, but because it will cause a world of problems for the people you're with and the people responsible for rescuing you.
Many travelers, myself included, tend to push forward when they shouldn't out of pride or stubbornness or a need to prove themselves.
Don't. Most sights aren't going anywhere, and waiting a few days for your health to improve is better than putting yourself and others at risk.
It's something I need to work on in the future, as do many others. Thought l'd put it out there so we can all learn... and you can see l'm just as flawed as the next person. 😅