Inside us, there is something that has no name. That something is what we are. I left for an extremely unplanned trip to visit different districts in Himachal Pradesh, India.I spent two nights in this beautiful headquarters of the district Kinnaur called Reckong Peo (rest of the time I was just traveling in HRTC buses, brushing from place to place). I absolutely fell in love with this small little place filled with amazing people and views to die for. These past few days have been pretty hectic and I've hardly slept, but I absolutely loved the experience. I did certain things that I always wanted to do but never could. Sometimes because of my own apprehensions and other times simply because I convinced myself to not take up the trouble of getting out of my comfort zone. Since past few months I've figured out how much traveling solo means to me. How important it is in general for each one of us. Having this full responsibility of yourself is uncanny but when you're doing it, you'll realise how precious it is. It's where you feel you can do anything, go absolutely anywhere and make conscious decisions for yourself outside the four walls you live in (extra points if you're out of the network zone). This feeling is unmatchable. This feeling has so much depth and meaning to it to be described accurately in words. Reckong Peo, is hands down one of my favourite places in recent times.