And then, the journey started 300 and odd kilometres took us 16 hours to reach. Yes, 16 hours! Blame it on the weather. The foggy and bad roads. And the scenic view being so good we couldn't resist ourselves by stopping by and living the moment. It was then the adrenaline had pushed in. The local cuisine is something I loved. The spices, the taste ... Yum! My stomach can start growling even now when i think about it.
From a humid Bhalukpong the temperature kept dropping down. We stopped for a coffee break at an army canteen at Sela pass. By the time we had reached there we were already with 3 layers on. *Shivers* That maggi was the best I had till date.
We finally reached Tawang at 8pm. Exhausted and cold, thanks to the heater in the room. We made it alive that night !!