Next morning, we headed to The Lazy Dog for breakfast. But surprisingly, the staff was extremely rude and we left the place but not without giving them an honest feedback of their behavior. We were back at our favourite place, Café 1947. We had to wait for 20 minutes for the café to open but it was all worth the wait! After a delightful brunch, we were back in our rooms, happy and excited to find 2 tattoo artists waiting for us! It was one of the most random decisions that we took... I think somewhere during the trip, Pooja mentioned it in the passing... we should get a tattoo done.... And a week or so later, we were staring at Ankur and Vikas from Yama Tattoos arranging their equipment in our room. It was already 3pm and we had a bus at 4:30pm...for a second, we didn't mind missing the bus at all... The guys were superb at their work! Vikas was working on the finishing touches on my tattoo, meanwhile, Mohit and Pooja helped me pack my bag. All of us scooched into the Gypsy and rushed to the bus stop.
A cruel journey of 16 hours...where the AC wasn't working and the driver was on a spree to kill anybody and everybody on the road, we reached Delhi!
You can read rest of the trip details here:
Day 0: http://resfebertales.com/an-ordinary-ladakhi-tale-day-0-an-intro/
Day 1: http://resfebertales.com/an-ordinary-ladakhi-tale-day-1-manali-to-jispa/
Day 2: http://resfebertales.com/an-ordinary-ladakhi-tale-day-2-jispa-to-sarchu/
Day 3: http://resfebertales.com/an-ordinary-ladakhi-tale-day-3-sarchu-to-leh/
Day 4: http://resfebertales.com/an-ordinary-ladakhi-tale-day-4-leh-to-pangong/
Day 5: http://resfebertales.com/an-ordinary-ladakhi-tale-day-5-pangong-to-leh/
Day 6 & 7: http://resfebertales.com/an-ordinary-ladakhi-tale-day-6-7-leh-to-khardungla-to-tsomoriri-to-sarchu/
Day 8: http://resfebertales.com/an-ordinary-ladakhi-tale-day-8-sarchu-to-manali/
Day 10: http://resfebertales.com/an-ordinary-ladakhi-tale-day-10-back-in-delhi-rewind/
About Trippy Travelette
A digital marketeer by profession, I was bitten by the travel bug when I was 18 years old. My Mother had gifted me an envelope that had to and fro rail tickets to Gujarat. I had studied in a boarding school in Gujarat and was more than happy thinking about the reunion with my girlfriends who were still there in Ahmedabad and Anand. I was travelling alone but being backed up both morally and financially by my mother, I was a bit relaxed. That trip was where I first experienced the urge to say, 'I was here, I saw this and it mattered to me." There was no looking back post this! I was falling in love with the idea of picking up the bag and leaving for the unknown! The travel experiences started becoming a reminder of human insignificance and frailty. Today, I am most particularly in love with Himachal Pradesh. The landscape, the culture and the people here have become a special part of my life. And you will see most of my travel experiences talk about the same. A complete tea addict, nothing gives me more joy than a 'pahadi chai' with some butter toast! Looking forward to exploring and exchanging awe inspiring stories. Happy Travelling!