This is a story about how 3 people met in the mountains and later left their corporate jobs to satisfy their need for adventure. The travel without itineraries, usually hitch-hiking their way to off-beat More
The poem was written in the high altitudes of #LadakhHimalayas, the writer feels the longing when travelling alone and compares himself to those ever steady mountains. Read previous poems for more insight into the writer's mind. The cover is from Needle viewpoint in #Tamilnadu
The main problem any travel lover faces is financial resources. All we want to do is travel and all our bank balance does is mock us. Our life is an ongoing cycle of earn, save, travel and repeat but somehow, the saving takes a lot of time and we miss out on our to-visit list by a huge difference. : https://insanetraveller.com/6-ways-you-can-earn-money-while-you-travel/
A pair of denims, a shirt, and a brown leather jacket was all I had. A borrowed pair of torn trekking shoes and different colored gloves was all I managed to arrange. Off I went to have a glimpse of the Kangchenjunga; off I went to be surrounded by mountains for the very first time; off I went to struggle for oxygen and to hold back my tears.: https://insanetraveller.com/goechala-was-my-first/
I hitchhiked from Leh to Manali on a bike, a dream come true. Riding bike in the land of high passes has its own charm. Read the blog to know how I got this dream fulfilled for free.
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