Two hours behind schedule! And three of our friends had already reached the journey start point – Vashi toll naka. The delay could have been avoided, had Damini; our sweet, chirpy and forgetful friend kept the car’s legal papers in place. Never mind the delay or the swearing coming in from our other friends, all seven of us were way too happy about our first camping road trip.
There is always this one friend in every group who is forever hungry! Hence, as soon as we reached the starting point, we stopped by the food plaza and filled ourselves with some delicious and controlled breakfast, as we were heading for the ghats. Once we zig-zigged and surpassed the ghats, it called for an amazing photo session at random places: temple, road, or sitting on the window reel, we left no stone unturned to stuff our memories with the sweetness of this longed trip.
We reached the camp site. There were around seven tents nailed deep into the soil standing strong against the hot breeze. Rusticville, Lonavala, had the highest and the most attractive view we could have ever imagined. Mansi, dragged us out of our fantasyland and showed us the reality: hunger strikes! We went down hunting for a decent and hygienic place to eat. Prashant, one of the many us, spotted a fairly good looking Maharashtrian dhaba. As our guts said so, none of us liked the food! We headed out for sight seeing after stuffing our stomachs with the bare minimal that was left after the “food edibility test”.