The next day, I saw a heavy downpour at Kasol. So far, I felt like a complete blitz, because I had planned a trek to Tosh and things weren't really going as I planned. Soon, I got a text from a couchsurfer, who also wanted to head to Tosh. So, we planned to meet at one of the café's in the market, to decide on a plan B. We were supposed to go to Manikaran by bus, and then take a bus to Barshaini and then walk to Tosh from there. We had already lost a lot of time waiting for the rain to stop. On asking around, we got varied answers about the next bus to Barshaini- some told us that the next bus would come at 2:30, which meant very little time for us to come back, while others told us that the buses come every half an hour. We decided to wait around and if the bus didn't show up we'd take a cab (our plan B but an option both of us were dreading). This time the luck was on our side, after 15 minutes of waiting the bus came. In 5 bucks we reached Manikaran from where we had to take another bus, a local guided us to the place where the next bus was to be taken from. Just where the bus to Barshaini was parked, we spotted a taxi and asked them if they would drop us to Tosh. They agreed to drop us there for 250 bucks per head. That seemed like a great deal because had we taken a cab from Kasol it would have costed us 900 for a drop and 1400 for a round trip. When we reached Barshaini, it became clear to us as to why the buses only took us till Barshaini and not all the way till Tosh, and why the cabs charges were so high. The road till Tosh was very broken, and very dangerous, and since it was raining the chances of slipping off the muddy path was very high. It wasn't too long that we reached Tosh and we started our little trek through the village. We walked through the village and noticed that almost all of the houses in the village were café's and that they also offered rooms for rates as low as 400 a night. We had also heard about a waterfall here, so we decided that is what our destination would be. After an hour and half is walking, we found ourselves at the end of the village and reached the last cafe. We were hungry, but thought of exploring a little more and finally came to a point where we could see the waterfall, we figured it would take us another hour and half minimum, to get there. But first we decided to refuel, and went to sunset cafe, which served pretty decent food and a really good view, but since we had a cloud cover, it almost felt like sitting between the clouds. We asked the lady at the cafe about the waterfall, but she warned us that the path is very narrow and muddy and since it is already raining, she would advice against going there. The sun was almost going to set when we finished our meals. So, we decided to head back. Just at the point where the village starts, a line of taxis wait. We found the same one we arrived here in, we also met two more travellers from Kolkata and shared the taxi, this time all the way till Kasol, at a sweet deal of 200 bucks per head! It was a fun ride back to Kasol, and we all decided to hangout afterwards and go cafe hopping for the night. First stop was cafe Jim Morrison, which was quite near to my hotel but also required a little effort to go uphill to reach the cafe. The huge plants of cannabis right outside the cafe kind of gave me mixed feelings about entering the cafe. The cafe has floor seating so we had to take off our shoes outside. It's pretty dimly lit and has wall painting of Jim Morrison and Bob Marley and as the boys told me, "this place offers a perfect ambiance to get sorted". The boys ordered a joint for themselves and I happily had my juice while watching them happily engage in some interesting conversation. Quite honestly, I found it all to funny to be the only person who sat there with a glass of juice and just watched. It also it worried me that it was getting dark and that I had to walk downhill with these guys and what if these guys are still high while we do that. Anyway, the guys soon snapped out of their zone when the cafe owners started playing an action movie on the projector and I can't be more thankful that he did! So we left the cafe and carried on with the cafe hopping, I tried some Israeli dishes at each place and soon I found myself drained and it got really hard for me to keep my eyes open. So, I bid adieu to the guys and left for the hotel, feeling content of how I spent the day.