It all began when our son decided he must see snowfall this year. Not “wants to”. Not “would be nice to”. No — “Dad, I need to see snow fall from the sky, not just lying on the ground.”
Meanwhile, we were being very sensible adults (rare moment) and trying to avoid traveling during peak tourist season, because Shimla in winter usually looks like India Gate with jackets. We were still contemplating of all the weekend getaways from Delhi where we could witness snowfall.
But parenting, as they say, is just doing things you swore you would never do, so we gave in, checked five weather apps, checked TV news forecasts, watched YouTube vlogs titled “Snowfall Confirmed in Shimla this weekend!!!”, and decided to trust the internet like fools.
We booked a Delhi to Shimla luxury Volvo bus, packed snacks as if we were going to survive a 3-day famine, and left at 8 PM, hoping the next morning would look like a postcard from Switzerland.
Spoiler: it did not.




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