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Category: Arunachal Pradesh
A village called Bam & how we discovered our kind of travel
There was a palpable, tense undercurrent in the car. We’d spent the previous day on a 10 hour drive from the cool and green Bomdila to the horrible dusty town of North Lakhimpur. We’d been pelted with bananas en route by gregarious, drunk revellers and the only hotel we found in North Lakhimpur was shabby…
If it’s September, it must be Ziro!
Turns out September has brought us back to the stunning Ziro Valley again, for one of the nicest music festivals in the country. Replete with green and yellow checkered fields, with a ring of towering mountains in the distance, Ziro is the perfect place to soak in some great music and vistas. There is also…
The Magical Valley that is Ziro
Agar firdous baroye zameen ast, hami asto, hami asto hami ast” – Amir-e-Khusru Dehluvi While Khusru was undoubtedly talking about Kashmir and perhaps rightfully so, the concept of paradise on earth can easily be attributed to many places in Arunachal. Nestled amongst imposing mountains and surrounded by deep green forests is the almost mythical Ziro…
Six Super Homestays Across India
Check out these six lovely homestays we discovered on our travels across India!
You know you’re in Arunachal when …
Even after a gruelling 8 hour journey on ‘non’ roads you’re ever so slightly disappointed to have reached your destination because the drives are just so damn beautiful. Rats and Silkworms are a legitimate source of protein! Really. Everybody you see carries a sword. Everywhere! You can’t pass a street corner without seeing a bunch…
Tawang and the road to Bumla pass
But Tawang has a certain charm that you might not find in most places across the country, with its old village feel, small wooden houses, and tiny roadside eateries that sell momos and chow-chow
The endless road to Tawang
You remember the lush greenery that was your constant companion, the strange ferns, cacti and trees, the shocking pink wildflowers, the mist that turned 11am into darkness, and the massive mountains that go on forever. You remember the constant feeling of awe and more than a little bit of fear that only nature can inspire