Backpacking stories of a nomadic soul
Backpacking stories of a nomadic soul
Surely, I’m a Travel freak, more precisely an adventure freak- I like shivering colds, scorching heats, dense forest, trekking, mounting Icy mountains, traveling on foot. Follow this category
Since we had started to Bhitarkanika National Forest boat ride, it was an amazing journey from last night since we had boarded the bus. If you missed the earlier story of this journey, please read the journey to Bhitarkanika National Forest (part-1)
We got some rough ideas about way- flowing through the Baitarani river we would encounter a two way point from where either to take another river or the stretched way which would open to sea.
“When will we get a stop?” – a frustrated voice just swept my ears & broke the constant monotonous motor sound with whom I was getting relaxed somehow. I turned my neck left, & found Preetraj was really curious to know the answer. Generally as much as I traveled in parts of India,
Hello friends, Whats up. Hope you’re doing great. Since last week, I was seeking some escape from each day’s monotonous life. Life was becoming just like a disciplined system- fixed time for each activity, no loopholes. Thats the reason finding some new spots. So, Taki was the answer for that.
Traveling is not about destination but about the journey itself. This days while living in ‘porobas’ (outside west Bengal) lots of frequent travels by rail road air and waterways have become a part and parcel for not only me but my group of friends.