Travel: Day 4

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11/07/2013 by Siddiqui Fayesal

Nainital lived up to it’s expectation. The internet did not. While I never bothered to check the temperature while booking tickets I thought about it just a week before leaving and it left me shocked!

The internet result made me feel that it was naive of me to expect a nice cool climate just because it’s in the mountains. I just didn’t think it through. Google told me that the temperature during May-June is around 32 to 33 degrees which honestly doesn’t elicit an exhilarating reaction when Bombay itself was experiencing 35+!

It rained today. Ok, I accept it was only a drizzle, but it was a reminder of what the mountain folks say about the weather. It changes rapidly. You’re under the hot sun one minute and the other minute you’re drenched! Of course, Nainital is not at such an altitude (only around 6800 feet) which would follow this scattered climatic condition, but the theory proves itself.

The climate was pleasant. It hovered between 18 and 25 these past two days and now it was bound to be a little more cool.

Since we exhausted the local sights yesterday itself we allowed ourselves to be led to the zoo. It was no big deal. The best part was the Bengal Tiger and the Leopard. Other captives were ho-hum.

This was the only decent pic I could manage.

This was the only decent pic I could manage.

I've seen larger bears in my neighbouring zoo!

I’ve seen larger bears in my neighbouring zoo!

This bugger was just not ready to pose. I couldn't get closer to the grill to get a better shot!

This bugger was just not ready to pose. I couldn’t get closer to the grill to get a better shot!

The evenings were almost always spent on the veranda. The sight seated from here was simply amazing. One couldn’t get tired sitting and looking out at the lake and the mountain. The twinkling lights and the peekaboo of the headlights from the zooming cars are a standard mental picture stored away somewhere in the minds of wandering travelers who spend a few quiet moments reminiscing natures beauty.

The Lake

The Lake!

More on the beauty later. I’ve got to go exploit my camera now!

Siddiqui F.
(02.06.2013)

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