Of Hitch-Hiking in India.
I wrote this travelogue for exclusive publication on Clay, Club Mahindra’s travel portal.
As I walk along the green fields of Pin, I smile in delight at the pink, purple and yellow flowers in bloom; I haven’t seen greenery for the last 3 days in the mountain desert terrain of Spiti.
I carefully walk the fragile bridge across the Spiti River, to the village of Gulling, where I hope to hitch-hike my way back to Kaza, Spiti’s capital, instead of waiting for a bus the next morning. I have never hitch-hiked in India before; it would be a parent’s worst nightmare for their 23-year-old daughter in the northern cities of India [...Continue reading on Clay]
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I just read the post on Clay. Do ever keep a weapon with you when do these kinds of solo travels in the middle of no-where? I thought of it when you describes the man who served you tea at his shack.
Sara, I was exactly trying to make that point. I wouldn’t dare do this sort of thing in any other part of India, and definitely not without a taser or something. But in Spiti, the people are so genuinely kind that the thought didn’t even enter my mind!
Thats why I like people and life from distant countries as much as I do. They have not been tainted by civilisation. They treat all people as family and appreciate the simple things (wich are also the most important things) I could so easily enjoy that lifestyle forever.
Me too, atleast that’s what I think, though forever is a long long time
Sometimes I think it’s ironic how civilization is what taints civilization.
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