
Off the Deccan express we* hopped on to the many 50rs. per person cabs heading for the beautiful 'hill station' of Matheran. Although the weather late that morning was far from my liking, the amazing red of the soil and the even more astonishing greens of Matheran's almost untouched forest cover more than made up for the disappointment created by the weather gods.
A hot and dusty walk along the tracks of the famed toy train took us to the Matheran station situated on the noisy market road of this small hill station. Our hotel 'Divadkar' was right across the road from there - a decent place, centrally located and offers very basic facilities (however, I should add that if you’re looking for a bit of peace of mind this is not the place you’re looking for, you should probably look for some place a bit away from the market road).
(We* - Mayura, Pragya, Uma, Viren and myself)