The Kanatal trip: WOW factor

We've reached Kanatal!! 0800 hrs and we stopped in front of Kanatal resort and spa to ask for directions to the camp. 

The driver had stopped the car in front of this board that read Maggi Point. Being awake for 4 hours, you can very well imagine how hungry Sanghi and I were and to top that a board that read Maggi Point …just added coal to the fire! Sanghi said she’d be in heaven if she could have maggi and I simply smiled and concurred. 

“आधा km आगे है  camp site”, a local replied to our question of the whereabouts of our stay for the night. Finally! A sigh of relief and a big smile on our faces, we proceeded forward. 

Camp Carnival: Thangdar, our final destination. Crisp white tents set up in the east with humongous pine trees in the backdrop, mist in the air, frost, semi melted snow all around. Oh My God! Is this for real!!

This reminded me of the time I landed in Miami and was teased over my awe struck reaction (which I till date do not agree with)… well, Kanatal seems like a place of the Gods with immense beauty that Miami stands no where near to compete with it! Kanatal is when I was really awe struck.

Picturesque surrounding being our home for the next two days I felt like Goldilocks stepping into the 3 bears house to find “Everything just right!”. A man finally stepped out of one of the tents and we told him about our reservation/ handed him the booking voucher. Lil confusion for a minute or two since he was not informed about our arrival but it was cleared before we knew it. That however did not stop him from showing us to our tents and asking if we’d have tea/ coffee. Surrounded by a bunch of very nice people who gave us hot/ cold water whenever needed since the water pipes were frozen, I felt like a queen. 

One thing your realize in murky yet lively place like this is that the simple things in life like a hot water for a bath, steaming tea, scrumptious food bring you more joy than imaginable. 

Settling into our tents we promptly asked for some hot water and soaked our hands and feet into them to bring them back to life. Below zero degree outside with only a few layer of thermals/ tent to shield us, what more can one expect. For a split second a feeling crept in that the decision to visit the mountains in freezing cold may have been an insane one but it all changed with the course of our trip. Afterall,

The real thrill is to go to such a place in winters when you can really enjoy the music!!