The old, decrepit bus form Bhuntar advanced slowly as the road became narrower every meter. I was scared that it may topple over any minute. “Himachal Pradesh has the toughest terrain in the world”, this thought lingered in my head as the bus struggled to stay on the road. A landslide on the way had already kept me on road for the night. I was literally hoping not to face any more adventures on the same day. The window overlooked gigantic mountains as the river Parvati gushed through them. After crossing a few villages, sign boards in Hebrew welcomed me to Kasol.