After an adrenaline fueled airline adventure in Bir, I was off to Mcleodganj. But who knew that my adventure in Mcleod would beat the one in Bir too!
After changing 3 buses, from Bir to Palampur to Dharamshala to Mcleod, we were finally in the town of “Little Lhasa”. From a peaceful quaint little town of Bir, I was in the chaos of the narrow streets in Mcleod.
Until recently, the Tibetan influenced small town of McLeod Ganj, was the place to be with its Tibetan temples, monks and refugees and but now it is completely commercialized, overflowing with souvenir shops and a lot of tourist vehicles creating traffic jams. Mcleodganj is not what is was a couple of years back. Things have changes drastically. With increasing popularity of Mcleodganj and a huge influx of tourists year on year, it is quite difficult to find solitude in this place anymore. So now most travellers decide to stay further up the mountain, in the smaller and quieter villages of Bhagsu Nag, Dharamkot and Gallu. I had my stay booked in Bhagsu Naag in Hostelavie.
Infact there is a very interesting article on how we have ruined Mcleodganj forever.
Having said that, I had a couple of days in Mcleodganj and I knew what exactly I had to do. I wasn’t up for any typical touristy stuff like visiting the cricket stadium or any monasteries. I decided to give all these a skip and experience the vibe of this place, hike a couple of places and explore some cafes.
Talk about cafes in Mcleod and not visit the most beautiful bookstore café?! Not legit!