When I heard that Steven Wilson was to perform at NH7 Weekender Shillong, I knew where my next travels would be. What I didn't know was that I would end up extending a weekend trip to an entire week. Looking to escape from all order and chaos, this was the place for me.
The happiest music festival of the country was hosted at Bhoirymbong, an hour drive from Shillong. Music, tents, and campfire in the hills added up to a magical weekend. There were at least 20 campsites near the venue and we decided to stay at one. We cozied up in the tent for 2 nights. The sky looked like a blanket of stars every night until the sun started peeking from one side. There was a silver blanket of mist every morning on the greenest grass I've ever seen. If you ever go to the Northeast, go camping!
After the festival, we decided to explore the city. Shillong is a quaint little town albeit hill station. 4,990 feet above the sea, it's surrounded by 3 hills - the Khasi, Garo and Jaintia hills. It owes its charm to the small cottages and old houses with gullies full of colors and shades of green.