On weekends, there isn’t much one can do in Bangalore except catching a movie at a multiplex or guzzling beer at a pub… (Maybe you can also call jostling for space on Brigage Road, an activity)

People usually go out for short trips (100 to 250km radius) on weekends…i can’t even pronounce some of the names( Yercaud 😉 )…but one place which is pretty famous is Nandi Hills…

Almost everybody and his uncle has been there. So today, quite tired of spending quite a few weekends at home, we decided to go there for a drive.

“Its only 40-50 kms from here, and we should be there in half an hour”, said abhijeet. Since we had not had lunch, we decided to reach there and have it.

Half an hour later, we are still on the Outer Ring Road near Yelahanka. The drive felt good but the dust, pollution and my freezing butt have begun to tire me. With the hills nowhere in sight and the half hour already over, i discover (upon enquiring ) that we are still a good 3o kms from a place. Am famished, but the options on the roadside dont look too appetising so we plodder on…

Just when i am beginning wonder if we are going to reach Hyderabad, we come to the turn. “22 kms to Nandi Hill”. I almost feel like turning back since its beggining to get over cast and i can feel a few stray drops of rain…I know i will be over ruled so i continue to enjoy the scenery and ignore my numb butt…

It feels good to be out in the open after such a long long time…greenery, red earth, cloudy skies…the cool breeze…all bring out memories of the good times from college and after…Bharatpur, rajasthan, goa, etc etc all come to mind….and makes me wonder what the hell am i doing in a glass hole ( a square if you please)…

We finally reach the base of Nandi Hills and on looking up, all i can see is mobile tower….What a ***ing cynic i have turned into…

Yada yada…Murphy’ Law comes into play..The drizzle suddenly turns into a downpour…We continue for sometime getting wetter by the minute, with not a tree in sight…Finally, i decide to cut our losses.

We decide not to go up the hill and instead head for “Mount View Resort’ which we had crossed on our way up. Atleast we can have lunch there!

No Restaurant! No Room! No Restroom!

These are answer to our 3 consecutive questions from the Management of the Resort who dont really too inclined to ‘serve’ us…We most probably don’t look like the paying kind…

We finally head to a restaurant called the ‘Shri Anandimai Boarding& Lodging’…There is a bunch of raucous bengali students having chai and great fun…Never have i craved a chai more in my life!

The ‘lunch’ finally arrives…and boy is there silence at our table…The food is surprisingly yummy and the chilles help my circulation going…After another round of chai am ready to sleep…

The rains have stopped and we consider the crazy idea of driving up to the hill…but the common sense prevails and we head back…Without visiting the famous Nandi Hills….

All in all, it was a great 100 km ride….maybe next time, we will take jackets and get an aerial view of the city 🙂