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My life was boring and simple work and home and no love life. I am in my early 30's , from a small town, haven't traveled much and no adventure. Living a life that is not creating wonderful memories. I was craving for love in my life, just had one serious long relationship in past which when didn't work out had hit me hard. I was so broken and hurt it was a dark phase of my life. It has been years since that happened however, have not been in love since then. When my friends told me about trekking trip to Mustang, Nepal " I was like hell yeah I want to" first ever trekking trip of my life. With bit of research I came to know Mustang is a dry land and June - July is the best time for trekking. However, no one in my family approved it as it was rainy season and to reach the place itself was a challenge. I had 10 reasons to say "no" however, I said "yes" and off I went. My first trekking trip to a place I heard for the first time. It was a girls trip all four of us all single and desperate. It was not an easy trip thought, our flight got cancelled cause of bad weather had to take bus. Roads were damage from rain, landslides everywhere, took us many hours extra, night halt in strange town, change of vehicles, walking in between and crossing shaky bridges was scariest of all. Which made me think why I was punishing myself by coming to this trip, all I wanted was to go back reach home safely. I felt I would die in this trip, saw death so near, thought I would not return back alive. Though I am a Mountain girl altitude there gave me breathing problem and I could not walk much as we had planned we would. It was 10 days trip and out of that we just trekked for one day rest of the days we traveled by local transport to higher up places in Upper Mustang- Forbidden kingdom. The trip where I was not enjoying but suffering and I was praying the whole time of reaching Pokhara safely. I hated myself for coming to the trip. The mountains and view was one thing I never regretted, it was mesmerizing and too good to be real. Something I never saw in my life beautifully colored mountains, landscape was amazing especially for a person like me who has not traveled much. When I came back I was a different person more wiser, more calmer and more happier. I found love in travelling. I would love to continue travelling as long as I can. I want to go offbeat places and to furthest of places. I would never want to let go of love that I found and continue exploring and learning more.