Showing posts with label travel diary. Show all posts
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Wednesday, 30 March 2016

10 tips to travel lighter



When it comes for packing for a vacation suddenly the fun is gone. Not many of us like packing and most of us don’t know the art of it at all. We stuff anything and everything and end up paying a lot for checking in these extra stuff. With most of the airlines upping the cost of checking in luggage, you definitely want to travel light if not for anything else. Also, lighter luggage increase mobility and flexibility dramatically.

Here are ten packing light hacks that will come handy for your next packing venture.

Choose a dark, basic color:

While packing clothes stick to a specific color and pack everything around it.  Not only will it save space but quite a lot of time as well. And, a darker shade, needless to say, will allow you to wear a specific clothing article for a longer time. Not for nothing I love black.



Make a mental matching of clothes and occasions:

Say no to clothing items which you can’t wear for more than one occasion. You will always be tempted to pack in your favorite dress or the shirt close to your heart but if it does not serve any purpose you are only filling up your suitcase with junk. In other words, if you want to travel light be rational.


Stick to light, wrinkle-free fabrics:

Light, wrinkle-free fabrics are the god of space. Polyester, spandex, rayon (or lyocell) and cashmere are a few fabrics you got to look out for.


Pack in minimum bottomwear:

This is a trick that will always work. Bottomwear is always heavier and hence packing minimum number of bottomwear and more color-coordinated tops, tees and shirts is a great way to save space and yet flaunt a new look every day on your vacation.


Multifunctional clothing pieces can take you a long way:

A wrap-around skirt which can also act as a maxi dress, a scarf which can also act as a sarong or denim which can also act as shorts are the clothes you should not leave behind while packing. 


Bundle wrapping is the way to go:

Bundle wrapping is the best way to make more space and reduce the chances of wrinkling up clothes. The trick is to put the smallest and the least wrinkle-able clothing on the inside of the bundle and form the outer layers keeping the criteria intact.




Wear the bulkier pieces of clothing on your travel day:

Wear the heaviest jacket or the bulkiest shoe on the day of your travel rather than packing it into your case.


Make a comprehensive list:

The best way to pack in just the right things and avoid packing in unnecessary stuff is to make a list before you actually start packing.


Organize similar stuff together in small pouches:

It is always good to keep your medicines, make-up, toiletries or shaving-kit in separate pouches. It saves space and time finding stuff.  






Cut down on accessories:

No matter how much like your neon sling bag or your fancy sued shoes be judicious and pack only your all-rounder accessories. A basic black handbag or a multipurpose flip-flop is what you should stick to.
  P.S. The images are copied from google. The sources have not been mentioned because of laziness. Pardon your lazy author for the crime. I am already crying inside. Give me peace and solace.

Wednesday, 10 July 2013

Kudremukha Trek



Travel is an addiction and I have to have my dose of it every now and then. It was April 2013 and I desperately needed a respite from the hustle and bustle of city life. And as happens all the time I started planning a trip. I wanted to exert myself and the 15 km trek to the Kudremukha peak and 15 km downhill really titillated my travel buds. I instantly did some research on the place as I usually do and everything fell into place all by itself.
I fixed the journey date and booked the bus tickets and my travel partners followed commands.
There was no direct bus from Bangalore to Kudremukha. The nearest bus station was Kalasa which was about 311 kms from Bangalore and about 22.5 kms from Kudremukha.
So on 26th April we reached Majestic at around 8.30 pm. Abhisek could not join us due to some last minute official commitment. So it was the three of us this time around; myself, Joga and Debanjan.
We had dinner at our all-time favorite eatery in Majestic, “National Restaurant”. Our patriotism (not the food as you might have been guessing) takes us there every time.
After some real hard time trying to register directions thrown at us in Kannada we reached the exact spot from where buses to Kalasa leave. And after another gruesome ten minutes we were finally able to firmly settle our asses in the bus that was supposed to take us to Kalasa.
The road condition was good. The ride wasn’t all that bumpy.
We reached Kalasa the next morning at around 7 am. We had tea and biscuits from a nearby tea shop and enquired the teashop owner regarding how to reach Kudremukha. We do that all the time. He said that local buses ply every one hour and the bus stand was right opposite his shop. Aha! Bliss.
At around 7.40 am we got the bus to Kudremukha. It was an enchanting ride along the winding trail and ample eye soothing green outside the window.
After about half an hour we reached Kudremukha.
We had to take the trekking permission from Kudremukha tourism office which was like 2 minutes’ walk from the bus stop. And another ecstatic moment. It was almost around 9.30 am when we got the permission (which costed us 250 rupees each, guide separate) in our hands. And then we had to go all the way to Mullodhi which was the base of the trek. Joga wasn’t really for it. We gave into Joga’s ardent pleas and postponed the trek to next day. Instead we decided to go to Hanumangundi falls which was like 40 minutes ride from Kudremukha.
And like the last travel update I will not describe the place but let the picture do it all.



And after coming back to Kudremukha we were like hungry wolves ready to devour anything that our hands would lay on. We had tea, biscuits and cakes from a local tea shop and enquired about  non-veg eateries nearby. He told us to go to Kalasa if we were in real need of chicken and fish. We were in real need. Nothing could be more real than our love for good food.
We went to Kalasa and the first thing that our eyes met was a non-veg restaurant (Raj restaurant) with pictures of succulent fish and tender chicken just near the bus-stand. We gorged on fish fries and chicken kebabs. The price was quite reasonable. After our tummies had no more complains we started with our hotel hunting. It wasn't difficult to find one. Just nearby was "Chandan Lodge" which looked pretty decent. The charges were 600 rupees/ night for a double bed room. Good enough.
Next day we started early. We reached Balagal by bus which took us around 15 minutes. From there we went to Mullodhi by auto which charged us 200 rupees. There are jeeps available but they charge around 600 rupees but since we were three in number auto seemed a better option. The auto dropped us at Mullodhi from where our guide, Rajesh took over. The auto driver had called Rajesh earlier to be our guide and he had agreed.
So we started our trek. Some 2 kms away we saw home stays. We asked Rajesh about the charges. He said they costed around 600/person/day. To that he added that his home is a home stay too and the charges were 500/person/day.
After a 15 km walk through forests and steep inclines we reached the Kudremukha peak. It was tiring to say the least. Joga cursed us heavily every time he was able to take some breath. It was his first trek and for a first timer I would not suggest this trek. The route is not difficult but the distance to the peak does the trick. You need to be a regular trekker to cover 15 kms to reach the top.
While coming down we faced a hail storm. And it made the ascend difficult but made our experience all the more enriching and of course burnt a hole in my pocket (my camera went for a permanent holiday). Rajesh took us to his house, offered us towels to dry ourselves up and served us coffee. He lit fire for us. He had a brother and mother at home. All of them were so humble and welcoming. The other went on incessantly ln Kannada. What I could figure out was that she was asking us to visit them again. The atmosphere at Rajesh's house made up for all the sweat we had shed, all the trouble we had taken. Such experiences  are treasures in the chest called 'life'.
The rain made the hilly roads slippery ande no vehicle was ready to come to Mullodhi. So we had to walk all the way down. I could not dare to look at Joga's face. He was pissed off to the extent of planning our funeral. However a localite whom we met midway helped us out. He called his friend who was a auto driver who agreed to take us to Kalasa. He charged us 150 rupees which was like the best that could have happene. When we reached Kalasa it was 5.30 pm and we were drenched to our skin. We desperately needed to change bt we had already checked out in the morning. But Debanjan took the responsibility to talk to the hostel authorities and request them to give us the keys for some 30 mins and he was able to manage them. Some of the few things he successfully accomplished.

Myself
Rolling hills
Forest trails
Fallen Legend - Joga


Cloud nine

Stretches of Savanna grasslands

Rajesh's home

After leaving the hotel room we had dinner and waited for our bus to arrive.
At around 10.30 pm we boarded our bus back to Bangalore and ended another trek and another handful of memories got added to my travel diary.


Tuesday, 11 September 2012

Hulla-baloo in Hogenakkal


09.09.2012..... I plan a trip to Hogenakkal falls to Tamil Nadu and my faithful travel partners Debanjan, Abhisek and the latest addition to our small travel team Joydeep (Joga), an enthusiast in his own terms, choose to go by the plan. And my plans never fail.... They don't .... No matter what, I manage to come out unscratched.... A meticulous planner, you must think..... But I am just as erratic .... On the very day, we reach Majestic at 9.00 am and start haggling over the rate of car.... This time we were joined by Mayuk, Abhisek's friend, and thus the total head-count was five. Hence, an Indica was not enough and consequently we had to scourge for bigger cars and the negotiation was naturally more time-consuming. After commendable hard-work we settled for a Xylo which literally burnt  unfathomable crevices in our pockets. Each of us had to part with a luxurious thousand and a hundred (including seven hundred and fifty (750) bucks they take for cars to cross the Karnataka Tamil Nadu border (small cars have to pay around five hundred) and numerous toll taxes and parking fee). After almost four hours ride we reach our destination. And Coracles await us with their seemingly patient facades (A Coracle ride will cost you another grand thousand).