By the start of this year, I had settled down in my new company and made new friends. The new year seemed a good time to plan a trip with some of these new friends. After last year’s surfeit, we made fewer trips this year. Or possibly, I didn’t take photos of all my trips. In any case, these are the only trips of which I have any memory or records.
January to Sattal
The first trip of the year was to Sattal with two of my colleagues and my husband and son. Not too sure of the dates. We stayed at the Sattal TRC. The highlights of the trip were a bath under the local jharna (spring), meditation at the calm Garud tal, and cooking salami and sausages in a bonfire.
March to Kayamkulam
My son and I travelled to Kerala in the week starting March 14. A surprise trip for my father’s 70th birthday. Although it was a busy week in office, my manager gratiously granted me a mix of leaves and work from home so that I could be there with my parents.
June to Sattal
A repeat trip to Sattal, this time with my nieces and nephews, along wiht my husband and son. We rented a cottage and also set up a tent in the TRC backyard.
July to Rishikesh
Another trip with a friend from my office, her niece, along with my husband and son. Somehow, I never grow tired of watching the Ganga.
That’s all for this year!
Categories: Travel Log
Leena T Pandey
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