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Kashmir To Kanyakumari - 48 Day of My Solo Trip in India


Everyone likes to travel with friends and family but trust me, you will get the real fun of travel when you start traveling solo. I am saying this thing after my 48 days of the solo trip in India From Kashmir to Kanyakumari, or you can say from North to South India. On a solo trip, you get the real knowledge of that place, you start observing the things instead of just watching, you begin exploring the place instead of just visiting, and that is the real fun. There are lots of things to do in India, thousands of places to visit, many activities to do. In India, you will find all five seasons (Summer, winter, spring, autumn and rainy) at any time. I started my journey in the month of February, and I found winters in the North, wet in middle and summer in South India during the same season. 

                                


The Places I covered from Kashmir to Kanyakumari are-

On my long trip from Kashmir to Kanyakumari, I began with Srinagar from Delhi and afterward wandered out to J&K towns like Sonamarg, Gulmarg, Jammu, Katra, and afterward entered Punjab's Pathankot. From that point forward, I entered Himachal Pradesh and covered Hamirpur, Palampur, Rewalsar, Prashar lake, and Mandi. After that, I came to Delhi and ventured out to Uttar Pradesh by contacting Mathura and Vrindavan. Later I went westwards and entered Rajasthan to investigate its best urban communities like Jaipur, Ajmer, Pushkar, Bikaner, Jaisalmer, Jodhpur and Udaipur. After covering Rajasthan, I came to Ahmedabad in Gujarat and straightaway made a trip to the Financial Capital, Mumbai. I wandered out to another Maharashtrian city Pune and after that investigated the slope stations of Mahabaleshwar and Panchgani in a similar state. Later I went to Goa and afterward hopped to Kerala specifically by covering Kannur, Kochi, and Varkala. From Kerala, I traveled to Tamil Nadu and went by the slope station of Ooty, and afterward visit Coimbatore and at last and final destination - Kanyakumari.



Kashmir to Kanyakumari is not just a trip; it is an expedition where you cover more than 6,000 km by traveling or riding all over India. It is the story of my recent journey that was 48 days long from Kashmir to Kanyakumari. I stayed at more than 30 destinations, traveled across more than 10,000 km, made hundreds of new friends, and learned countless of important things: I learned how to face my own problems, how to manage a situation where nobody knows your language, how to change yourself according to weather, according to culture, and according to people.







About Me-

Hey!! I am Nomadic Jony aka Jony Jindal, a 19 Years old Travel Blogger, Vlogger and Photographer and I have traveled solo for more than 50,000 km yet. I love to explore new places every day, so this figure is only going to grow.

                               

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