The destination is not all that matters, it is the journey that define ourself
The destination is not all that matters, it is the journey that define ourself
Staying in Malaysia for my whole life, I always wonder how does snow feels like. I finally felt it today in India. To be specific, in Manali, somewhere in the state of Himachal Pradesh. Never I expect my first experience with snow is in India. So how does it feels like? Well, it’s like a huge bowl of ais kacang without the syrup and the nuts. No, I did not make any snowman but I did try to make snow angel, see…
However, it wasn’t an easy task. I had to trek up a mountain for more than 4 hours before I reached the peak. Thankfully, the journey to the top was a pleasant one. There were no sun nor rain and the sceneries were like out from a postcard. Here are some snapshots I took along the journey.
Pine forest
Amazing view from here
The valley of Manali
Snow is everywhere!
My trekking buddies; John and his wife Marie from France and one of our guide.
We built a campfire to warm ourselves up before descending.
Admiring the scenery one last time on the way down.
We came across a herd of lamb on our way down.
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I have a good pair of legs to climb up mountains, a good pair of eyes to see unfamiliar sceneries, a good pair of lungs to dive deep into the ocean, a good pair of ears to listen to musics of faraway land, a good stomach to get adventurous with foreign foods, a good pair of arms to hug those who meant a lot to me and a good back to carry my backpack across countries...
hey ! you looks like very happy & don’t want come back to malaysia liao!
No la… I miss Malaysia.
[...] in to my room, I decided to do a 4-hour trek up a mountain to realize my dream of touching a real snow. I was totally flat after that and slept like a pig that night. I spend the next day all by myself, [...]