The hills were calling, and I finally went. Darjeeling, the “Queen of the Hills” turned out to be everything I hoped for and more. My two night, three day trip was filled with simple joys, kind people, and moments I will never forget.
Where the Journey Begins
As soon as I stepped out of the cab, the cool mountain air hit me, and I felt instantly refreshed. The winding roads and green hills were already working their magic. I checked into a small, cozy homestay that had a view of the mist-covered hills and headed out to explore.
I started with a walk along Mall Road. It was lively but peaceful at the same time. The little shops, the smell of fresh tea, and the happy faces of tourists made it feel special. One shopkeeper offered me a free cup of tea, and it was amazing, warm, soothing, and exactly what I needed after the journey. Knowing Hindi helped me chat easily with the locals, who gave me great tips on where to go.
As the evening chill set in, I made my way back to my room, already excited about what the next day had in store.
Moments in the Mist
I woke up at 4 AM (not my usual thing) to catch the sunrise at Tiger Hill. The drive there was cold, and unfortunately, the clouds and fog had other plans. I couldn’t see Mount Kanchenjunga, but the experience of being there, surrounded by eager travelers hoping for a glimpse, was still something special. The air was fresh, and the atmosphere was filled with excitement, even if nature decided to keep its secrets that day.
Later, I took a ride on the Toy Train. Sitting by the window, with the train slowly winding through the hills, felt like stepping into a simpler time. The views were stunning, and I couldn’t stop smiling.
In the afternoon, I wandered into a pine forest. The tall trees and the sound of the wind rustling through the leaves made it feel like I had the whole place to myself. That’s where I met a group of fellow travelers. I heard there was a lake higher up, so we decided to hike there together. The trail was peaceful, and when we finally reached the lake, it was good. The still water reflected the surrounding trees, and the tranquility was unmatched.
We spent some time taking in the beauty, chatting, and laughing. By the evening, we were back in town, sharing drinks and stories at a local bar. It felt like I had known them for ages. These unexpected connections were the highlight of my day.
A Heartfelt Goodbye
My last day began with another walk along Mall Road. I picked up a few souvenirs and of course, packets of Darjeeling tea to take home. The locals friendliness made every interaction feel special. As I sat down with my final cup of tea, looking out over the hills, I felt so grateful. Darjeeling wasn’t just a place I visited, it was an experience that gave me peace and joy. The people I met, the beauty I saw, and the moments of quiet reflection made it unforgettable.
Why Darjeeling Stays with You
When it was time to leave, I felt a little heavy-hearted. Darjeeling had touched my soul in a way few places ever have. If you’re thinking about going, don’t hesitate. Pack your bags and go. This little town in the hills will leave you feeling just as overwhelmed with happiness as it did me.