๐ŸŒ„ A Simple Escape to Manali

๐ŸŒ„ A Simple Escape to Manali


Place: Manali, Himachal Pradesh
Mood: Calm, Happy, Refreshed


Sometimes life gets too loud โ€” the stress, the routines, the same screen every day. I needed a break. Not just a weekend off, but a proper pause. So, I packed a bag, booked a bus, and went to Manali. No big plans. Just me, the mountains, and a little peace.

๐ŸšŒ The Journey

I took an overnight bus from Delhi. I had a window seat, my playlist, and a tired soul. As the city lights faded, the roads got quieter, and the cold breeze hit my face through the window, I felt like I was already healing a little.

The sunrise over the hills? Unreal. It felt like nature was saying, โ€œWelcome, you needed this.โ€

๐Ÿก First Day Vibes

I stayed in a small wooden homestay in Old Manali. It wasnโ€™t a luxury hotel, but it had everything I needed โ€” a warm bed, hot chai, and a view that looked like a painting.

The aunty who ran the place made the best parathas and treated me like her own child. Her dog, Bhuru, became my new best friend.

๐ŸŒฒ What I Did (Or Didnโ€™t)

I didnโ€™t follow a tight schedule. I just walked around and let the place surprise me.

  • Visited Hidimba Temple โ€“ quiet, surrounded by tall trees. Peaceful vibes.
  • Hiked to Jogini Waterfall โ€“ worth every step. Sat by the water and just… existed.
  • Chilled in cute cafรฉs โ€“ great coffee, soft music, interesting strangers.
  • Roamed the local market โ€“ bought a handmade bracelet and a tiny notebook for memories.

Sometimes Iโ€™d just sit on a bench, sip tea, and stare at the hills. That was enough.

๐Ÿ‘ซ People I Met

The best part of travel? The people.

I met a guy from Goa who was backpacking solo, a girl from Delhi sketching mountains in her diary, and a local uncle who told me ghost stories from the hills (chills!).

We talked, laughed, shared food, and made memories without exchanging Instagram handles. It was real.

๐Ÿœ Letโ€™s Talk About Food

Everything tastes better in the mountains. I donโ€™t know why, but it just does.

  • Hot aloo parathas with melting butter
  • Steaming momos that burned my tongue (worth it)
  • Bowl of thukpa on a cold evening
  • And yes, Maggi at a mountain viewpoint = happiness in a cup

๐ŸŒŒ Last Night Magic

On my last night, I sat on the rooftop with a cup of tea and looked at the stars. No noise. No notifications. Just the sky, the hills, and my calm heart. I didnโ€™t say much. I just smiled.

๐Ÿงณ Coming Back

The ride back was quiet. Not sad โ€” just… peaceful. I left a part of me in Manali, but I brought back something more important โ€” clarity, gratitude, and a reminder to slow down once in a while.


๐Ÿ’ญ If you ever feel stuck, tired, or lost โ€” take a break. Not to escape life, but to feel it again.

You donโ€™t need a luxury trip. Sometimes, all you need is fresh air, kind people, and a mountain view.

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