It was not just the ride but sheer change across the board that was more than a pleasant surprise for me. From Delhi to Bhuntar is a shift of realms so to speak; and this realization struck me as a reality at the chai shop in Bhunter shortly after I alighted from the bus.
As the old man with the typical wrinkles of Himachali mountain folk was telling me how to get to Kasol in his voice – the most calm and centered voice I had heard in a while – I was subconsciously comparing my surroundings to a chai shop at the New Delhi ISBT.
And they were not of the same world at all. Bhuntar was still a town, but it was quiet in the morning, cold in weather and warm in the heart. This bus stand has seen many travelers go by for many bygone eras. My presence here in April is just another speck in the sands of time but nevertheless it was important for the speck to be here.
From here, another local bus took us to Kasol. My first impression here was that of a touristy little town, with resorts on the outskirts and little cafes (like Free Tibet) with exceptional vegan grub on the inside. It’s pretty tiny, but a vast vast Himalayan landscape branches out from here, waiting to be explored.
Our journey continues……. By “UcL Wanderers”