When I moved to Mumbai it was only a month before my birthday, and I thought that year would be exciting. See, I am the kind of person who never got excited about her own birthdays, so was looking forward to doing something 'fun' in a new city, with new friends. But as luck would have it - I fell sick. And my birthday was 'thanda'.
But that is when I decided, that the only way I can assure that I am happy on my birthdays is if I am traveling, so the next year, I found myself on my first solo-trip in Bali and the very next year, I was closer to the mountains and the year after that, well I spent my birthday eve on a beach :)
The story I am about to tell you is of my 25th birthday, when I convinced my best friend to come on a trip with me and we soon found ourselves in Dalhousie, India. My best friend and I have never really gone anywhere beyond our little neighborhood, and 25 was a year that I felt we should do something 'grown up' together. And this was our little ‘Frenaissance’ like Phoebe Buffay called it. :)
So after a lot of back and forth on where to actually go, we had finally settled on Himachal Pradesh. A cooler climate in the peak of Indian summer was indeed tempting.
Dalhousie was a hill station I had heard a lot about and had always wanted to visit. So, we booked those tickets. I’ll be honest, after booking those tickets and the hostel I started having doubts about the hill station. No pictures that I saw on Instagram from what others were posting looked appealing enough. But you know what’s well when you visit a place without having too many expectations? You are pleasantly surprised and taken aback by the beauty it has to offer.
We stayed at Zostel Dalhousie and our little hostel was - well "away from the civilisation". It was about 3 Km from the main Gandhi Chowk of Dalhousie. And despite the isolation - we really loved it. The backdrop was beautiful and I wished I was there on a snowy day the minute I stepped in. My friend called the beautiful lush backdrop 'an ideal Microsoft wallpaper' and it was.
That day all we did was walk from our hostel to the city centre, Gandhi Chowk. The Chowk itself took us not more than 20 minutes to explore. It’s a tiny circle and only 1 'cafe' stood out - the 'Cafe Dalhousie' - but unfortunately from the inside, the 'cafe' was not very impressive. (Luckily I got to satisfy my cafe culture dose at Mcleod a few days later)