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So in college, Goa in the south to where we lived (the wonderful yet boring Gujarat) was a hot destination for vacation, in all three sense of the word hot, yes! it was a craze actually, if you don't go to Goa once in your college period you are thrown out of the college, actually yeah, true story, so naturally me and my friends, we decided to go to the north! Yup! I know, why build up the hype when you never were interested in going there anyway, well that's exactly how we felt when people started dropping from our Goa plan like flies and the remaining five rangers decided to tell the rest of the lot "well screw You and screw Goa, we shall hear the chimes ring in the mountains singing with the northern wind" not my words. We knew we were about embark on a journey of a lifetime, ofcourse on a budget cause we were all (mildly putting) poor. There was no way we were paying a guide or tourism agency any dime, so naturally we decided to go without a game plan we thought we could wing it,( I had "my" reasons for going northwards but we'll get to it) bad idea. The rough plan was to touch dharmshala, flirt with manali, have a fling with Amritsar and then I'll be heading to Jammu finding true love, the rest will catch up with me in Pathsnkot at new year's eve, all of this in 11 days. Ahhhh! An update:- it went to shit, the whole "under budget plan" went straight down the pot flushed with the vomits we were all doing up there, apparently we didn't account the possibility of falling sick and the food cost and travel cost and hotels and how the fork do you forget to bring your own towels, how! But at this point we just went with it, we explored dharmshala and manali went to Amritsar had a great time at the golden temple, it was pretty much the best part of our collective journey, the 3 of the others decided to take a hotel for the night and they were to leave for Pathankot to catch the train day after tomorrow, I had a obligation with myself. I had to go to jammu. Now Jammu is a bit tricky, there you don't have network you are not a local, Jammu, and there is no internet all together, and the usually religious protests and fights no biggie Ennh! But my friend ronak thought differently, kind of him he told me he can't let me go there alone, so he came along for which I loved him, it was scary (I might have pooped my pants) army and police check posts everywhere, now we did not have cash with us, no biggie! , we reached Jammu and we were pennyless, had to find an ATM at 7 am in the morning, in fog, in Jammu, in fear( I might have cried too.) But despite all of this you must be thinking why the duck are you in Jammu then, that's exactly what we thought but than I remembered her, yeah a her! Like every cliche story mines also based on love, remember when I said not my words, I lied, Well there's this girl which I really liked and cared about and she was from Jammu, and I made a bet with another friend of mine if I'll go all the way to her house despite all the dangers well than I liked her!(I might have forgot how a bet works) alIt was a good feeling up until I realized the guns around staring at me, the police officer around her area saw us with our suspicious trolly bags and low cheekbones unlike the northerners. He made us call her, so we did, very casual, you know! "hey manvika listen we were in Jammu and this gentle man here caught us, you know lurking around, now he wants to know who is it that we are visiting, could you please talk to him, OK thank you" So cut to the end, she ignores me now, but yeah Jammu was fun. Oh god!