Don’t know how to start my first ever story here, making up my mind to do so at 3:30 in the morning, about a trip which I did more than two years ago. Anyway, here goes my detailed account of the best (solo) trip I ever had (A big cup of black coffee and the most comfortable chair around recommended).
Stay with me!
The Valley of Flowers had been my dream destination, like that of many others for some time then. It was in 2014 that I even came to know about the land of enchantment from one of my friends and was looking forward to getting there ever since. Lots of holidays went by, and so did a lot of my pocket money which I saved for the trip, there just wasn’t any time all my friends had the will or time to do it, which paved the way for one of my most memorable time I spent with myself- a solo trip to the Valley of Flowers (VoF)
It was August of 2016. I had finished reading a lot of travelogues and realized it was the best time to visit the paradise. So I started my 54 –hour train journey from home to Dehradun, my place of study, almost a week before the commencement of my classes. I actually started preparing for the trip right during this time itself with the softcopy of the book, The Valley of Flowers, by Frank Smythe (You know that guy, who ‘stumbled’ upon the valley after his mountaineering expedition). The book, however, failed to amuse me as such, and I chucked it halfway for the real thing.
I had some of my friends, who were “supposed” to be on the trip along with me, but my friend, ‘mota bhai’ as others called him, was taken aback when I quoted the number of kilometres which we had to trek and my not so fat friend who didn’t like the budget which was stretched to 4K, neither of them came along, well, for both their good and mine.
You must be thinking why you would want to read this particular story among all the rest well-written travelogues to the Valley of Flowers? I really don't have the answer to that and as more than half of the crowd I managed to get right now to read this, is because of ₹2K tag in the title, I kindly like to put forth that I am a strong believer of “money saved is money earned” and almost all the trips that I do is set on a shoe-string budget, because that’s how I earn money for my next trip! So, I am taking a bus to get to my destination. This is also one of those desperate attempts to make at least a few realize that you don't have to be rich to have a rich experience and why you should do a solo trip at least once before you leave the face of the earth.
The expense is calculated from and to Dehradun.
I was all set to leave the next day, and it was only in the night I had the faintest idea in that big head of mine, of enquiring about the buses which ply to Joshimath from Dehradun I.S.B.T. I rang ‘em up several times, and finally, came to know that the only one daily bus leaves at 5 in the morning and surprisingly enough, I had no means of getting there at that time, since all the petrol tanks on our two-wheelers were empty when the realization struck at midnight. So there it was! I was late by one day, even before starting my journey! Nevertheless, I was all set the next day.