Tint of gold on shades of green, smell of moist soil lingering post rain, deep hue sunsets, witnessing a Sambar deer on my morning run to being awe stuck watching a snake make way through the woods, playing Holi at the Zostel to listening old melodies by the bonfire… Wayanad got this.
Routine:
I have always been a “morning person”, way before I knew this term. Early reinforcement helped to maintain a routine, be it exam preparation, trying out a new skill or preparing a client presentation.
Pursued my stint as a freelance consultant, connected with old friends, created a professional website and ran 2000+ km, 2019 is a year of creation and execution.
Romantic, serene, isolated, island life… Andaman is all this and more. You know you have arrived when your mobile stops pinging (Island life = no network).
Experiencing first ever jump in open waters at Halong bay to kayaking, from witnessing the train pass through the train street to having dinner at Food Street, cycling through paddy fields and swimming at An Bang beach, visiting the war museum to sending a postcard home; Vietnam you are a beauty.
