There are planned trips and there are trips that happen in the spur of the moment. Being the impulsive, little thing I am, my solo trip to Himachal was of the second type. It took me approximately ten minutes to decide that I should pack my bags and scoot to Himachal.
So, when I decided to go on a solo trip and broke the news,
“I don’t know why you feel the need to give me a heart attack, AGAIN!” Mom said and hung up the call.
“There’s no safety for men in India and you, being a girl, want to go on a solo trip? QUIT!” My guy best friend said.
“Carry a pepper spray,” my roomie said.