It’s been a while since I did one of these, but in late September, my family and I flew south of India to the picturesque Port Blair, the capital of Andaman & Nicobar Islands.
And the week we spent there, on the beach, in the waves, under the sun… that was all the inspiration I needed to write. This is mainly a photo dump with a few scattered thoughts (because I’m too chaotic to manage them at the moment owing to a multitude of inexplicable reasons.)
It’s certainly been a rollercoaster, these past couple of weeks; from studying, to half-yearlies, to vacation, to worrying about the results, to actually getting the results today… and actually being happy about them. And now we repeat the process for the next 6 years? I’m just exhausted at this point, haha. Anyway, here we go~
In August, life spiralled into a tornado of exams, competitions, performances and worse: deadlines. Since then, I’ve deserted this space, but don’t worry – I’ve got no intention of leaving.
Two weeks ago, my exams finally ended (time. won’t. fly.) and the next day, we left on vacation. Of course, my parents were vaccinated and my sister and I needed to test negative to leave the state, but up in the mountains, there are little to no coronavirus cases.
It’s the best time I’ve had since, well, last year. This March will mark the second anniversary of the virus and I’m glad to say things are looking up. Even simply being in the airport was such a novel feeling – the lines, the security checks. Today’s post is a travel diary and chronicles the entirety of my trip – so enjoy!