One fine summer weekend (cause global warming!) I threw a dart on the map and it hit Visakhapatnam which sits right next to the Mighty Bay of Bengal in the Indian classroom. Although it might seeem that there isn't much to do but never underestimate any city until you knew soulful parts of it. My sister and I purposely bumped into each other at the station and went right up to Ramakrishna Beach to check into our guest house. Repeating the usual routine of Tom and Jerry as siblings do, we freshened up and stepped out with what I call "beachy" clothes on.Boy oh boy, the streets of Vizag were full of art, almost every wall painted with bright beautiful colors. As we went past those streets I realized how amazing it is to be born in such a country where talent is hidden in every nook and corner. We went straight up to Kailasagiri Hills from where you reach the top of the hill via, guess what, Ropeway! I was smitten to the view of the beach embracing the sky. The horizon was nowhere to be seen. There's this park on top of the hill where the beauty of land and water is prominent. Small sculptures and beautiful pathways were all it had. With families gushing in and couples sitting under trees, we two were kids in our own world, jumping, clicking pictures. Then there was walking on the beach barefoot for quite some time with prayer flowers and Coconut shells hitting our feet, floating on water due to Indian rituals. Walking along the shores we reached a museum and mind you if you like museums this might be the coolest one you will visit.INS Kursura was a submarine of the Indian Navy. She participated in the Indo-Pakistani War of 1971 and is now converted into a museum. The lifestyle of the Indian Navy during their stay is commendable as described by the guides who themself were retired navy personnel. After feeling Proud enough to be an Indian we went back to hit our bed. The next day early morning competing with the sun we rose from our bed, I got up with a little nagging though. Packed our bags and headed straight to station, booked tickets and boarded the train to Araku Valley, the beautiful hill station near Vizag. Well I couldn't count the number of tunnels we passed through on our way, more than 20 maybe! But I can surely tell you about the hypnotizing view from the train, with huge mountains sewn together and through the crevices waterfalls flowing. One breathtaking view it is. After reaching the main attraction was the 150 million years old Borra caves which is one of the top must visit caves in India. The rock cut formations of the caves and its texture is what will allure you. We teamed up with a telugu family and visited the entire valley which made our experience more than wonderful. Oh and they give bamboo chicken outside the caves which are spicy and made with zero oil inside bamboo trunks. There is Katiki waterfalls and coffee plantations to look out for. While driving through the valley and enjoying the view, we came accross a lot of native tribal people. They were not only warm hearted but also everyone was smiling and dancing. We did a little tribal move with all the ladies, young and old. They would ask for money by stopping your way and would be happily dancing with their tiny feet even when you give them 1 rupee. The Dhimsa tribe of Araku valley stole my heart with the dancing ladies, kids and the cute drunk grannys. The place is one of Gods own handdrawn maybe. We returned with a heart inked with memories and ear to ear smiles. (PS : Occupy the right side of the train while going to Araku valley from Vizag. That covers all the views. )