We pulled in just as the town was waking up and there were travelers of all hues emerging with yoga mats, chillams and musical instruments. We had a heavy breakfast and after checking in into our room, started walking towards the one place we knew we wanted to see - Illiterati. Special mention for the walk from Bhagsunag to McLeodganj, through winding roads with a full view of the Bhagsu waterfalls and Triund valley. The major downer was how crowded the whole place was, with traffic backed up the entire way and blaring horns. It was then that we realized how lucky we were to be staying where we were. Upper Bhagsu was literally the only quiet corner in the whole bustling hill town. Tucked away at the extreme upper corner of the town, one could wake up to the sound of classical music and bird sounds. But as soon as one emerges into the main Bhagsunag, it was just a cacaphony of car horns and yelling kids all the way to and through McLeod. The next peaceful part is when one leaves McLeod and starts walking the roads leading to Illiterati. Of course, as luck would have it the place was closed for the day, and starving and thirsty, we walked back to McLeod and found a place for lunch. As that place also filled up fast with families with their kids, we rushed out and ran back to our place in Upper Bhagsu. The rest of the evening was spent confined to that lane as we browsed a few shops and found a beautiful outdoor valley-overlooking restaurant for dinner. Post-dinner we sat in our balcony drinking wine through the night.