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Our Story
We are wanderers, photographers, and hosts. Taste of Escape began with a camera and a one-way ticket — and grew into a way of living that others could taste too.
From misty mountain mornings to lantern-lit evenings, we capture the world as it truly is — unhurried, honest, and endlessly beautiful.
Beyond the postcard. Into the real.
Spaces that hold you gently.
Photos that carry a feeling home.
Gear Chosen by Explorers
Where the Stories Begin
Each stay is a world of its own — curated, intimate, and waiting to become part of your story.
Wrapped in warmth and earthy tones, Ruby glows like embers at dusk. A cozy cocoon for those who find magic in quiet corners and crackling evenings.
"Staying at Ruby felt like being held — warm, intimate, utterly perfect."— Priya M., Mumbai ★★★★★
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Soft greys meet clean whites in this minimalist retreat where silence speaks loudest. Pearl is for those who find luxury in stillness.
"Pearl is the most beautiful, calming space I've ever stayed in. Absolute perfection."— Rahul S., Bangalore ★★★★★
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Where blush meets green and mornings smell like rain on petals. Tulip is a breath of spring — bright, joyful, alive. Come to feel the season. Leave blooming.
"Tulip is pure joy. The garden, the light, the energy — I never wanted to leave."— Ananya K., Delhi ★★★★★
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Stories & Musings
A Royal Enfield solo journey from Manali to Leh. River crossings, moonrise over a dhaba, and the blue of Pangong Tso that has no name in any language...
Mechuka has a way of making you feel chosen. 140km of forest road, zero phone signal, and a valley that has not yet decided to become a destination...
A motorcycle through the Khasi Hills to Asia's cleanest village. The road that writes itself in cursive, a reservoir found by taking the wrong turn...
Majuli, the world's largest river island, shrinks every monsoon and deepens every year. A mask painter, the Brahmaputra ferry, and children who play without looking at you...
Not the tea, not the toy train. The ancient temperate forests that nobody writes about — ferns older than the tea estates, trees so tall they block the sky in sections...
Aizawl sits on a ridge above everything. A solo scooter ride to Reiek Tlang through mist that lives among things, not above them. The city that knows exactly who it is...
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