Tourist Season ((better)) - Munnar

And they were coming. In waves.

“Take us to the highest tea estate!” Ankit said, sliding into the back seat. “And then to that spot where the clouds touch the road.” munnar tourist season

The monsoon had finally loosened its grip on Munnar, and for Raju, that meant one thing: the season had begun. And they were coming

Then he smiled, finished his tea, and set his alarm for 4:30. The season waits for no one. and for Raju