But You wont find routine food today .. Mr Lang Said.
This was the response i got after a full day ride to mayswanram on good friday.
PWD guesthouse , my last hope dint turned out as a saviour.
Scenes changed and i could see Mr Dey arriving on his blue coloured Maruti 800. Together we routed to an abode, looks more of a wolf creek manor at first , but the first teaser and mind blown ....rest do the dew. Trinity of monstrous tents bridging the gap through complex wooden network in between , couple more
hemicylindrical inside jungle ,carry flashlight and you on your own. Accompanied a Pathway which connects pantry and this whole setup forms a 70 degree triangle .
Boats clinged in one corner , Waterway pops up like Seducing lady . Campfire ground orchestrated moments flawlessly. Words changed to synonyms and proverbs thereafter. Solitary framework indeed …give one goosebumps… drugged me too. Hailing the lasting expedition …be left with heightened craving for divulging deep in Nature..
