i love boutique hotels: Ipoh, Perak, MALAYSIA
+/- five years ago I called my dad up for lunch in a typical sweltering hot under the zinc roofing type of makeshift restaurant that always seems to serve the … Continue reading
POV {+ Travel Tips}: Sikkim, INDIA
If you are cheap like me, Sikkim is the place to go, not Bhutan. A quick 2 degrees off tangent diversion to get everyone on the same page… Bhutan – … Continue reading
TRAVEL DIARY: Ascending Mt Ararat, Turkey
Bah! I must have been the dumbest person ever to walk on this earth. (maybe not earth per se, but definitely on Mt. Ararat) I have my American Express and VISA cards … Continue reading
TRAVEL DIARY: ever dreamt of an ice cream that never melts and you can hide them in your pockets?
I’m seriously feeling two again … dreaming of the day where I dreamt of or wished for ice creams that don’t melt and drip all over my shoes and where … Continue reading
TRAVEL DIARY: Lancome saved my face!
I’ve not done this for more than 10 years. Idling. Taking the scenery in. Noting the unfamiliar noises in the background. The murmurs of locals and travelers alike. Travelers. Not … Continue reading
TRAVEL DIARY : the PERFECT marriage, the hippies and their hippie God
Shivratri I think it’s called. I read it somewhere some time back in probably some cosmic place. “And why am I thinking all this now?” you inquire after much contemplation if … Continue reading
TRAVEL DIARY: Overweight or Security? in the wake of terror attacks …
“Excess baggage ma’am,” said the check-in guy. “6 kilos. Three hundred rupees per kilo,” he continues while my brain launches into an impromptu calculator. “What?!? No. No. No. Too much. Don’t have so … Continue reading
MY TRAVEL DIARY: waterfall rappelling in Malaysia!!!
For those who REALLY know me, you must be grinning and shaking your head. Bemused. Shrugging your shoulders. Not surprised. Yes, this is SO typical of me. To plunge into something I am totally clueless, … Continue reading
TRAVEL DIARY: I am serious, a city HATES me …
I know. And you know (by now at least if you are a follower of my other blog) that things do just happen to me. Say, what is the odds … Continue reading
MY TRAVEL DIARY: How I killed time in Ataturk Airport Domestic Terminal
Quarter to 9 a.m. Gawd … 4 hours down. 2+ (nearly 3) more to go. I am nodding to sleep. I have been nodding to sleep since I step foot in Turkey. … Continue reading
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