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Day 4 of our trip was undoubtedly the most tourist-y day for us. A guy in our hostel hooked us up with a package that included a fall named Jogini Falls and Solang Valley. We started early morning, Our first stop being Jogini Falls. It’s a fall that is situated on the outskirts of Manali, you have to trek for some 1-2 km to reach. Trek is not that difficult if you are into it, but if you are a sinus patient and decide to wear your boots like me, you will get tired. I couldn’t really complete it because in halfway only, my nose started to pain so decided to give it up, which brings us to one of the most enchanting experience of my life and definitely, the highlight of the trip for me. So, I have always been someone who is always scared, I have watched so many movies that if I am left in the woods, I’ll probably imagine myself killed by man in white clothes carrying a danda. When I couldn’t continue the trek, unfortunately, I was left alone. I didn’t have my own phone because remember, I broke it. So it was me and my camera and 600-700m for me to cover. At first I was dead scared, I remember breaking a wood from a tree to attack anyone who will try to attack me but after 10 mins, when I started loosening up, I actually started enjoying. I love hanging out with my myself in my room and I it was then it got to me that the experience I was living was may be the closest I’ll ever get to a solo trip. I sat on a little fountain rock and listened to sign of the times, I jumped in someone’s house just to admire their beautiful garden, I literally talked to a cow, I tasted the most delicious coconut cookies ever, I watched a chameleon changing its color, clicked some strangers pictures on the trail. I had the best time ever. Literally 10 mins before that, I was dead scared and now, I was just dancing and singing songs with my camera. It gave me some strange feeling of independence and I remember feeling- just strong. Even today, I remember the happiness and how proud I was to finally see the shop from where we started. I ran upto the shop we drank our morning chai and literally recited the story to the owner, like little me used to do each day after school. It may sound ridiculous to you, but I don’t think my last day could be better. While my friends told me that fall was beautiful, I was so proud of admitting that I suck. And then we convinced an uncle to give us free strawberries and we moved on to our next destination..