Nice one. Classic long walk up, with rains hitting almost immediately. I heard my windcheater hood start to go whooooo after nearly 2 years. Redefines 'deliciously chilly'.
Made good time, reached the fort, met the monkeys who gave us a very enthu welcome until they realized not only were we not going to share food, but were occupying the perches they had exclusive rights to for taking snaps. Then the teeth got bared and and the threatening hoots started. Or maybe we just looked potentially like squatting rival monkey tribes coming in a takeover bid, the monkey version of threatening MBAs in dark suits, laptop bags, legal papers and nasty grins.
Ate parathas and bhaji inside, watching the rain, the monkeys, and an extremely traumatized pup at the door. I swear no food ever tasted as good, as warm, as filling and as ab-so-lu-te-ly delicious as this.
Leisurely walk back down, where we discover our driver has aquired a 'cousin' in the village, some woman who needs a lift to Lonavla. Dubious.
But of course, we're hungry again, so it's off to the MTDC resort for chai and bhaji.