I’ve written a few stories about my trip to Kochi and I didn’t miss the chance to say that the language barrier was a large problem for us throughout the trip. I’ll tell you the “how” of it in this one.
I just wrote about our trip to Pune. However, in reality, that trip was almost botched. Why you ask? Well, the basic premise of this story is that we’re dumb. I’ve heard various accounts of people making flights just in time or missing them. We’re humans, after all. Anyway, here’s our story.
Music is one of those things I cannot imagine my life without. I know I’m not alone in saying or believing in that. Travelling for music was, however, a significant point on my mental to-do list. I checked it off this month when I went to Pune to attend VH1 Supersonic. It was legendary, but there is one specific highlight that I just cannot avoid making a fuss about. I saw alt-J. I love alt-J. Here is how all of it felt.
It is easier to travel in the age of the internet. Especially if you look at how travelling used to be before the age of live translation, navigation and what not. It is incredibly disappointing then when technology fails you in the world where we depend on it for most of our days. Google Maps did just that for a minute or two back in Kerala last September. It wanted us to drive off a cliff. It wasn’t life-threatening, it was oddly hilarious. Yet, it served as a nice reality check.
Travelling is a great way to experience new tastes. Whether you like them or not depends on how tuckered or tired you are. In fact, most people would agree that everything tastes excellent while travelling because you’re either excited or hungry enough to accept anything passable as food to be delectable. We had one such experience when we had laafi in McLeodganj.
Travelling makes you do strange things. Things such as sleeping in random places because you’re so tired that you can barely walk. This is what happened during my visit to Mehtab Bagh with Prateek back in 2015.
I didn’t travel much as a child. So, there are a lot of firsts I’ve experienced in the last half-decade or so. One of them is looking at the sea for the first time. This was during my trip to Mumbai last summer. It’s funny how I also went to Mumbai in 2015 but never got a chance to look at the sea. How does one manage to do that anyway? Nevertheless, this is the story of my first gaze at the infinite.
We took off to Munnar from Kochi because well, everyone recommended it. We took the Minnal Bus Service and reached way early in the morning. It was raining. We managed a day as it kept pouring fast and slow throughout the day. When it was time to leave, we couldn’t.
On my 2015 trip to McLeodganj and Shimla, we also had the Triund trek in our itinerary. While Triund is a pretty easy trek otherwise, we had a particular moment where we got stuck because of a few others above us. Here’s what happened, as best as I remember it.
I was travelling to Agra back in 2015. It was quite literally my first journey without any authoritative figure. Unfortunately or fortunately for us, it started with a major setback; our bus left us stranded in the middle of Yamuna Expressway in the middle of the night.