Hey bells💓
welcome back to my little corner of the internet where nothing makes sense but somehow everything becomes a story. so today’s episode is the chaos called my first ever trek and honestly my friends was just watching me like “this girl really came huh.”
okay so it all started one random night, somewht evening something, when my friend just said, “ranipuram hogvana nale?”
and instead of using our brain cells, all of us said YES like we were contestants of Khatron Ke Khiladi signing a contract we didn’t read.
morning 6am we gathered like zombies, hair standing, eyes sleepy, but vibe was vibing. we planned to book a car but destiny said “no” and our friend magically got a car from a hotel owner who trusted him with his driving skills. blessings to that man because we saved so much money you won’t believe.
four of us into the car, two on the bike, loud music blasting like we owned the world, cold breeze , rubber plantations all around , sun playing hide n seek, everything giving aesthetic road trip moment.
and then… universe pressed the drama button.
just before reaching, our bike duo fell straight into full muddy soup. we jumped out like Avengers but luckily no fractures, just scratches and extra protein of mud everywhere.
and bells the funniest part?
our hero was dying inside because his heroine fell with him. his leg was literally bleeding but sir was sad because “she got hurt because of me.”i swear love makes people dumb in the cutest way. certified fact. But one thing i realized is people in love often care about there loved ones more thwn themselves.
locals there were angels . someone guided us to clinic, another guy took us to his friend’s house, they bathed, changed clothes and came out freshen up.
after all that drama next stop: the famous Glass Bridge.
Ticket: 200 per head.
Excitement level: 100.
Reality: 50. 💢
The bridge wasn’t even 50 meters properly, under construction, cement and rods below. Basically, all the money we saved from the car… vanished here. But we still sat there, clicked photos like it was Eiffel Tower, enjoyed the cold breeze, listened to the waterfall, and pretended it was worth it n made it work okay.( if u hv ur crazy crackheades with u , u can enjoy anywhere).
lunchtime hit and we stopped at this dhaaba.that bun chai + egg curry + parotta combo next to a mini waterfall? ababbab.
clicked random pictures like we owned the place and then headed to the main villain to me: the trek, rain decided to do soft launch, so we wore raincoats looking like different colours of walking dustbins. bought tickets, parked, and started climbing.
every rock, every slope was just insulting me. i was taking breaks like it was the purpose of the trek.
after 2 and half hours of trauma we reached this small shop and drank lassi that tasted like god’s apology for everything.That lassi tasted like heaven after the suffering💓 I went through but the moment we saw the view, everything ,every struggle, every breath, every leg pain just melted away. Then we climbed the final part and reached the miracle spot. Bells, the wind was so wild that we couldn’t even stand properly. My hair was flying straight up like I was trying to communicate with aliens.(trying to connect with satellites.)
oh and our hero again got attacked by leeches on the way, fighting them like they owed him rent.after surviving nature’s torture, we returned. and bells… the journey was STILL not done.💟
let me tell you the returning scene because that itself was a full thriller movie. first of all, our car headlight was so dim it felt like someone holded candel instead of a bulb. the road was narrow n steap like tirupati ghat but darker, scarier, and made only for people with no future plans. google maps literally gave up on us mid-way, like “ bro idk figure it out yourself.” plus, no network anywhere. zero bars. emergency calls only. and bike duo? they took another route. their phone died. no communication. no updates. nothing. it was giving missing-cases vibes. we were trying to ask directions from locals but no common language, only location name.straight , left, right. we legit got worried thinking “did they reach or are they stuck with leeches again.” finally after dropping our friend at the bus stand, like god’s timing, we got their call and only then we breathed properly. and after all the drama, even we finally reached our destination alive. by the time we reached our hostels it was 7:30pm and my hotel gate closes at 7. soooo obviously i had to do thief entry.decided to go to friends PG.😉
PG owner was sitting on the steps👦 ,so i did climbing ladder mission from the backside like a monkey escaping jungle. finally got inside, took bath, slept like i was in coma.
next morning i woke up at 6 something, ran back to my hostel pretending nothing happened.
oh and we also plucked guava from a tree in parking like professional gardeners with criminal background.💝
and yeah bells… that was my first trek. messy, chaotic, full of drama, full of laughs, unforgettable.
one big lesson: when your friends call you for plans, just say yes. later in life you will have money, maybe time, but not this exact group, this exact vibe, this exact madness. So please do ur trip , pack the bag n go n fly in the nautres lap of miracles.
until next time bells💗
yours pearl.💗🐚
