My journeyS to Poon Hill

Words are falling short while I am trying to describe Poonhill. In a simple language, I would like to describe it as a hill station in the western region of Nepal which provides you with the serene landscape view of the mighty Annapurna Range. Awesome!!

Annapurna :)

I have been to Poonhill twice till now. Once with a friend and once with family. Both the time I enjoyed the nature. However, first time was hard as I got through severe calf ache from walking while in the second one I did not get any aches. Both the time, I did not go through that longest uphill stairway walk to Poonhill via Ulleri. Had I been, prolly, I never would like to go there as I would have surely given up seeing such a huge hill to walk on the stairs.

I have got six and seven senses: My Instincts and Google Bhai. Hence, I had planned my itinerary of going via Ghandruk to Tadapani and then to Poonhill and back to Pokhara via Ulleri even at first time. It worked. We stayed in a good-good hotel at Pokhara on the first day, the second day we stayed at Tadapani, Third day at Poonhill, the Fourth day at Pokhara and finally back to Kathmandu. The noodle soups tasted so nice. The same noodle never tasted nice as that before in Kathmandu. I did not go for the morning view in Poonhill height instead I made my evening view for the sunset. Reviewing my activities, I feel like “Why I always do things so unique?” Well, baby..this is me. J

Mt. Machapuchhre (Fishtail) from Ghandruk height

The second time was torturous but been once in a lifetime thingy. I went with my family. My brother did not say that his school was to resume on the 4th day of our departure and he must attend the first day by any means. I had given my family the option of either going to Dhampus or Poonhill. My sister is very gutsy and a fighter. So she opted to go for Poonhill. I had warned my aunt and brother that the trip will be very challenging as we need to walk a lot and they are the first timer. However, they got ready to go to Poonhill too.

Lucky us, we got the last bus to Ghandruk on the same day of traveling from Kathmandu. It was already 7 in the evening when we got at the Ghandruk Bus Stop and hence we stayed a night in there. My god! The food was very delicious and it tasted like a heavenly meal. I had 3 plates of rice because of that. Had a good night sleep and then the next stay started where we had to reach to Poonhill.

Fupu, Me and diju hajur :P

On the bus, we had met two lads who came to go to Poonhill and they had stayed at the same hotel with us. Since they were teenagers, they were like brothers to us and therefore, we welcomed them to go along with us. They were helpful and nice as well. Now, we became a group of six.

Family

From Ghandruk we started to walk at 7:00 AM in the morning and walked all the way to Poonhill on the same day. The way was slippery due to ice blocks on the way. With all the hardships, we reached at Poonhill at around 8 ish in the evening.  Along the way, my aunt and little brother almost cried because of having pain while walking. Poor them! 

The hotel owner charged NRs 800to each of us saying package while one room costs NRs 200. F**k! a budget traveller never opt for package. And since we were so tired and it was cold night with snow outside, even had he charged NRs 1000 each, there would not have been a place for "No". I think this was the reason why the hotel owner always greeted me like “Daughter, it seems your leg is hurting.”, “Daughter, is room comfy?”, “Daughter, have you eaten?” Goodness me. Probably inside his heart, he was smiling very hard with his all teeth shown for charging us NRs 800 each. So 6X 800= NRs 48,00 from one single night.

My leg was so hurt that I did not go to the hill station for the sunrise. However, other two brothers, who went there, snapped some pictures and I Bluetooth them. Told I snapped them after being back to Kathmandu. Damn! You see.. this is the way rather than people telling you, "Poor you! You missed the sunrise."

stone henge :P

While being back to Kathmandu, Ulleri was a leg ache. Having continuously scolded by my aunt and brother, finally, Back to Nayapul reserving the jeep from Hile and to Pokhara in a public vehicle. I was sitting next to a very handsome foreigner. Gosh! Torpi dai made him stand saying I want to sit there, and his daughter vomited. Eeew what a torture! Finally relaxed after reaching Pokhara and more when reached the hotel. Late night lakeside jamming was more fun and next day back to Kathmandu. Well, my two trips to Poonhill was this way or that way very memorable. I am looking forward to making more memories and writing them up for making as memory capsules.

Next journey: Bharatpur, Chitwan

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PS: I am thinking of making a blog related to Relationship as well. What say???