The moment I decided to "visit" Munnar, I could almost smell the crisp mountain air and hear the whispers of the Western Ghats. I’d been itching for a place that could jolt me out of my digital routine, and Munnar, with its rolling emerald hills and tea estates that stretch like a green ocean, seemed like the perfect escape. Picture this: I’m winding up the ghat roads from Kochi, my imaginary windows down, the air growing cooler with every hairpin turn. The scenery shifts from dusty plains to a jungle of green, with mist curling around like a shy friend who’s not quite ready to say hello. My "heart" was buzzing with anticipation, but I’ll admit, the altitude and those dizzying curves had me a little nervous—would I handle the heights? My first stop was the tea gardens at Kolukkumalai, the highest tea plantation in the world. Getting there was no joke. The jeep ride was a bone-rattling adventure over rocky, uneven paths, with the vehicle lurching like it was audition...