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Hi everybody! Hope you all have enjoyed reading my previous five posts:

My Travel Diary– Mumbai to New Delhi

My Travel Diary – New Delhi to Chandigarh and Amritsar

My Travel Diary – Amritsar to Dalhousie and Khajjar

My Travel Diary – Dalhousie to McLeodganj

My Travel Diary –McLeodganj to New Delhi

Here’s the sixth and the final part…

New Delhi


It was the last day of my two-week holiday and I had a bagload of impressions and lasting memories…

Like always, I had got a generous discount on my room tariff at all the hotels where I had stayed at except for Hotel Dalhousie Heights.  I later discovered that the hotel had charged me more than the high season tariff taking advantage of the shortage of hotel rooms in that region.

I hadn’t liked the food in Dalhousie and had desperately longed for a McDonald’s combo meal which was something I could only dream of in that place.

My favourite place was of course Mcleodganj! I hoped to visit Bhagsu some time again.

Wherever I travel in India, maybe because I travel alone, people mistake me for a non-Indian. It happened during this trip too. Moreover, my belief that “Mumbai girls rock” strengthens when I’m outside Mumbai. The locals with whom I had interacted during this trip immediately and rightly guessed that I was from Mumbai!

The most important part – the rains!  I was so glad that my trip wasn’t affected by the rains which were creating havoc in the nearby state of Uttarakhand.  The weather had been cold at times in Dalhousie but in Mcleodganj, it was perfect. In both places it had rained before my arrival but not during my stay so I was very thankful for it…

My return flight to Mumbai was to depart at 3:55pm. By the time I reached the airport it was 2pm and I suddenly felt very hungry. I headed straight for the KFC outlet.  That’s when I remembered my mom’s words. “Don’t eat non-veg today,” she had said, when she had called me in the morning. It was a Hindu religious day. I have hardly ever eaten a vegetarian meal at KFC and wasn’t keen on trying it. Neither did I feel like trying out the north and south Indian food at the other outlets. In the end, I had to take the veg combo meal at KFC!

The Indigo flight arrived in Mumbai ten minutes earlier than the scheduled arrival time. I booked a Meru cab and came out of the airport to be received by my dad. It was so sweet of him to insist on receiving me at the airport!

With this, my two-week Travel Diary comes to an end. It was fun sharing it with you all and I hope you all enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it.

See you soon…till then take care!